Diora
"I promise you, it wasn't intentional," Christine tried to persuade me but the frown on my face deepened as I aggressively shoved a bunch of Doritos into my cart wheeling it forward.
"Oh, please!" I fumed, tossing a few chocolate bars into the cart.
"D, come on," she whined.
"Don't tell me that. You promised me that we were going to have a girls' day out today!" I sounded like a child but I didn't care. I was pissed at her for cancelling our plans.
"I'll make it up to you, I promise," she crooned.
"Give me one good reason why I should take your word for it or even accept your apology?" I asked her, arching my brows as though she could see me.
"Um. . . because you love me?" the question came out in a squeak.
"That's not enough!" I debunked.
"It's more than enough and we both
