Azalea
Showering was a chore. Liam must still be frustrated because he didn’t even try to get in with me. When I started moving around, a dull pain started randomly striking along my side. I tried to ignore it.
When I came out of the bathroom, Liam was leaning against the kitchen counter on his phone. I went to the closet, where I put my bag to get dressed. I pulled on a loose-fitting, baby pink dress and grabbed a pair of simple white sandals. When I exited the closet, Liam set down a plate with a muffin on it and a glass of juice on the table. I smiled as I came over to him. “Cranberry?” I asked. He nodded with his own smile. I sat down and started picking the muffin apart. “Are you coming with me to Amy’s?” I asked.
“I thought I would. Now that I am here, I might as well stay unti
