The more I think about why I’m pissed at her, the more I realize it’s my own damn fault. Of course, Kalani didn’t care to call me to see what I was up to or tell me what she had planned, and I was a fool to assume she knew I was coming over. Or that I planned to pick her up. Or that I was who she was supposed to show up with. How would she know that’s what I wanted - what I want - when I haven’t told her?
