Chapter 51: Violet

Mia polishes off her first bottle of beer before starting in on the second. Her alcohol consumption is turning out to be more of a sprint rather than a marathon. "You're just going to sit back and do absolutely nothing about this?"

I give her a blank look because yeah-that's exactly what the plan is. For the time being, I'm going to lay low and ride this one out. What else does she expect me to do? Haven't I singlehandedly caused enough damage to my friendship with Sam?

She scowls, looking frustrated by my lack of response before doling out more unsolicited advice. Alcohol, unfortunately, brings out the armchair therapist in Mia.

"For starters, you could pull on your big girl panties, and tell him how you really feel." When I remain stubbornly silent, her expression softens. "I can see how much the situation is tearing you apart. I get that you made a mistake. But it's not the end of the world, Violet. If you want Sam, then you need to be honest with him about your feelin