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I forgot something, the same thought was running through my head on my way home. It was so frustrating trying to remember what it was. oh well, it couldn’t be that important if I forgot about it.
As I put the keys on the bolt, I was surprised to find the door unlocked. I slowly opened the door, scared. I’m sure I locked the door before I left, I tiptoed my way on the living room and there I saw what I had “forgotten.”
“You are late. I’ve been waiting for 3 hours now. Where have you been?” I hate it when Rob used that tone on me. It made me feel guilty and defensive. But then again I am guilty.
“I’m sorry, Rob, I forgot that we were supposed to have dinner. I didn’t mean to. It’s just that Logan called yesterday and he wanted me to picked him up.” I hurriedly explained.
He stared at me and slowly got up intending to leave.
“Wait, it’s still early. We can still go----“
He cut me off, “You don’t need me anymore, He’s here.” He said quietly.
“Ha? What are you talking about-----?” But he didn’t let me finished. He left before I could stop him.
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