I was on the plane with the guys. Usually, we would be laughing and cheering about our weekend in Vegas. But this time we all had something different on our minds. I had Emma sitting two seats behind me with Sophia, who the previous day had come up to our room and said that she'd managed to change the flights so that we could all go back together. This wasn't exactly what I had in mind. I wanted to spend time with Emma. Not them. Mason was next to me and he was quiet as a mouse.
My best friend was screwing my sister and it should have bothered me. There was a code, and a line had been crossed, but now just didn't feel like the time to discuss it. I had gone from wanting to be on my own to being with Emma and finally realizing how lonely I'd been all the time.
Sure, I had people round me. I sometimes called my mom every hour to make sure she was okay until eventually she turned her phone off.