I stared at Ren's message for a moment.
I didn't want to bail on him. I really didn't.
My hands were shaking, but I typed anyway.
Me: Hey… I don't think I'll be able to make it today. I'm really sorry. I'm just… not okay today.
I pressed send before I could overthink it.
A part of me felt relieved. Another part of me felt like a horrible person
I'd just disappointed the one person on Earth who doesn't deserve my mess.
It didn't take long before the three dots popped up.
Then his reply came in:
Ren: Oh…
It's okay, jellybean. I understand.
I'm sorry for pushing you. No pressure.
I understand if Ian doesn't want us around each other.
Take care of yourself, okay?
No. I disappointed him.
I groaned into my pillow.
Why was he apologizing like he's the problem?
Why was he assuming Ian gets to dictate what I do?
I wiped my face angrily.
"Ian doesn't want us around each other?"
That line just kept replaying in my head.
