“Let me ask you this: If you're just helping a friend, then why are you wearing the ring?” I smirked at her observation. I could always count on my sister to call me out on my bullshit. “I may be a little more invested,” I admitted, causing Samara to squeal. “You love her, don’t you?” I didn’t get a chance to answer her as my phone vibrated. Meechie was finally giving me a call back.
