I was laying in bed in my room, thinking about everything Clint, Gage and Liz had said the day before. I called out sick from work yesterday, and it carried over to today. I was too confused to focus properly on working. Natalie and I had a brief conversation about what to do, but both of us were so confused. It really wasn't Liams fault, he hadn't marked her. It was true that I hadn't really tried very hard to get his attention, but I wasn't going to fight for a man. It was my fault for leaving without talking to Liam first, for at least finding out his side of the story before just reacting like I had. I was at fault for that. Liam had worked really hard to make me feel special before that party. I shouldn't have doubted him so easily. I felt awful that I hadn't even given him

