I’d screwed the f**k up this weekend.
After that stupid f*****g kiss with Imani at the mall, I’d left her there. I didn’t know what to say to her. I didn’t know what to do. So, I’d just left her.
I hadn’t f*****g found a way to tell her yet either. To tell her that I loved her.
Once I parked my car in front of my house, I stared emptily through the windshield, my hand tightening around the steering wheel. Ana sat in the backseat, kicking my chair with her strong-ass legs.
“João, I have to go to the potty. Please, can we go inside?” she asked. “It’s cold out here, and Mama has the lights on. She must be inside, waiting for us.”
“Go on in,” I said, exhaling harshly. “I’m gonna stay out here for a couple minutes.”
I needed to f*****g think. I needed to think about everything. Landon and
