Chapter 18

"I can tell this is about your ex again," I said with a knowing tone.

"No, Bea," he interjected, cutting me off. "And she is not my ex, okay?"

I sighed, clicking my tongue in frustration. Why did he always bring her up? Why was she still on his mind whenever he made decisions?

"Well, fine then! If you don't want to go, we can just stay here and wait for you to waste away," I snapped, crossing my arms over my chest.

"That is exactly what I want, anyway," he replied, his voice heavy with resignation.

I scoffed, unable to hide my irritation. "Then what is the point of all this? Why did you call me in the middle of my errands just to take care of you if you are not even going to listen to what I have to say?"

"Are you saying that your date with Josh was more important?" he shot back defensively.

"That is not what I am trying to say. And stop your assumptions! I am no