“If you didn’t want me to come tonight, you could’ve said something. I’m not great at being in new places, so if you don’t want me here, I’ll go because it seems like I’m making you really uncomfortable. Do you want me here or not?” Her words hit like a flying puck. I can’t concentrate when she’s in the room, and that’s on me, but I’ve got a headache from clenching my jaw so hard. I don’t want to be the one to tell her to leave, so I end up staring at her with an open mouth while Betty kicks her tiny legs.
