Your Dad's Perfect
My phone buzzes, and I glance down to see Sammi’s name flash across the screen.
“I heard, word around is you and Zade are official?”
I let out a bitter laugh, my fingers shaking as I type back a quick response.
“Was for all of maybe an hour.”
I send the message and turn off my phone, needing to be alone, needing to sit here with my anger and my hurt. I barely register the person sliding into the seat across from me until I hear a familiar voice.
“Grayson’s sister, right?” Cleo’s smile is casual, almost friendly, like she’s greeting an old friend.