Just as I was lost in thought, Henry Smith suddenly asked in a flat tone, "You've gone through your contacts, so why didn't you call me?"
I took a deep breath, grateful he gave me a way to bring it up. So I took the chance to ask what had been bugging me all night. "Henry, can you come to Summer's wedding tomorrow?"
Henry didn’t hesitate at all. “No.”
His refusal was clean-cut, no room for discussion.
"Why not? Just because I'm going with Jason?" It was a tough subject to touch, but once the words came out, the rest wasn’t so hard. I tried to persuade him, voice tense, “Henry, if it were just a normal day, I wouldn’t push you. But we both know Lena’s going to make a move at the wedding. With Simon helping her, I can't handle it alone. This is about Evan. I have to be extra ca
