Chapter 84

I still remained in the car, with no one to talk to, or even speak to about how it was going on in my mind except my reflection looking at me in the side mirror. That was the only person who understood how mandatory it was for me to have spoken to dad, but I had refused. I closed my eyes in shame. I had actually been distracted enough to forget that somehow, in a way, even if it should have been for a while, I should have called Dad at some point.

Reason one, he would have been really worried about me, and I had thought he was going to be at work, when he had totally not been because he had come home early, waiting for me to get back home only for me not to return. Reason two, apparently, my phone had been throughout yesterday and only Adam had plugged it in for me, which I had, had no idea of because I had been too distracted about everything. So now, Dad had been worried sick of me, and I had not slept at home. Two offence to apologize for by the time I get back home.

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