Megan
With a sigh, I sat in front of Emma, while she watched me through the sunglasses she was wearing.
"To what do I owe this sigh?" she asked, laughing.
"Your brother is an i***t," I said, leaning against the back of the chair and looking at it. Emma lifted her sunglasses and put them on her head, amused. Lately, she was radiant and who knows why "You know he doesn’t call me?" I said, bewildered.
Emma laughed, "Meg, you gave him time to think," she said.
"That doesn’t mean he has to ignore me," I sighed.
Since we got back, Liam had completely disappeared from my radar, even though he promised to be heard, to write to me, he had done the opposite.
I didn’t know whether to take it as an answer to my question or whether to let it and keep waiting because he was trying to understand.
