I stared at the screen, only able to wonder what it was that she could possibly want from me.
"I'll take this upstairs." I announced it to Natalie, even though I was aware she didn't necessarily care. I disappeared from sight and focused on the phone call and absence of any other individual before answering the phone call willingly.
"What do you want?" I snapped harshly into the phone as soon as she picked up.
"Hey, Kent." She ignored the harshness in my voice and maintained it for a little while. "Look, I know you've got so many reasons and factors to be mad at me but it's not what you think it is."
I sat by the edge of the bed and glared at an imaginary Mary in the room. "It's not what I think it is? But it is what it is though." I shook my head.
"I only called to say, I'm sorry, no
