That afternoon I found out what Remi's plan was. Kris mentioned his plans to get together with her tonight were a wash because she'd picked up a virus—thought it was the flu. He still went to see her for a little bit anyway, and I, of course, texted her to tell her I loved her, a tiny reminder that she better not even reconsider what she said she was doing today. To my surprise, she texted back.
I'm trying to think like you said. That nothing we do is wrong. But this feels so wrong. He was here to take care of me. Cater to his cheating girlfriend who's faking being sick just to avoid him.
I frowned because I knew the feeling. I was on the phone earlier with Elsa because she called me since I hadn't called her to let her know I made it here okay. I completely forgot to after my amazing mo
