Saturday rolls in way too fast without my notice.
I look at the dress that I'm supposed to wear tonight and a small crease forms between my brows when I realize I didn't get shoes to match it.
Biting on my lower lip in a bid to suspend some of my frustrations, I plant my hands on my hips and drag out a very much needed sigh.
This is what I get for allowing everything with River to cloud my mind.
I've been in a hazy state of mind since River's rushed excuse to leave my apartment on Thursday as well as his equally rushed promise to come back later that he never honored.
Everything from the hug he gave me on the day of my arrival, to holding my hand in his car, the house viewing and the nice room, the heated complaints about Marcello and I's friendship, everything seems a lot to take in.
