#Chapter18
Benjamin's POV.
I smacked myself a couple of times. Why do I always have to fuck up.
Me : I'm so sorry, I was really busy. I swear I didn't do it on purpose and yes I'll stay over.
She was online and yet she didn't bother answering my messages.
Me : Sofia, I'm sorry. Please say something.
After twenty minutes later I got a message from her.
Love : Were you that busy that you couldn't even send at least one message to let me know you fine with it.
Why the hell does she always have to be so moody and rude. She's not pregnant and yet she is worse than when she was pregnant with Emily.
Me : I'm sorry, I was really speaking to Charlotte. You can ask her.
Love : Goodnight.
Me : Goodnight Sofia.
I put my phone down as I went to bed and it started peeping again. I was hoping it would be her but of course it had to be from Geneva. She send me a million messages and expect me to read everything.
