After Nick dropped me off, I went straight to my home office to catch up on emails and work.
But my phone didn’t stop ringing. The people who actually knew me weren’t calling to chat. They were calling because that story didn’t fit.
June had already sent a string of messages, going off about the interview and how unnecessary it was. She said it was exactly why she hated politicians. All they ever did was lie.
She even sent a voice note, cussing out Nick and his entire family. I couldn’t help but chuckle as I listened.
A few of my close college friends called too. The questions were the same, just worded differently.
Are you sure about this?
Do you actually want this?
Even Chris called. “That interview… was it necessary?”
“No.”
“Then why do it?”
I looked down at my hands. “Becaus
