Chapter 23

• For the past thirty minutes, I had been pacing my room because my head was a mess. My thoughts were jumbled up there and I still couldn’t stop berating myself for letting my mouth run like that during the lunch with those snide women.
• Now I had made enemies of people who I should have just avoided because they weren’t worth the effort it took to argue with them. I knew I should have never gone in the first place because that wasn’t my scene, but I didn’t have the heart to refuse Dani.
• I hated that smug look on Samantha’s face. I hated how sure and confident she was that she was going to end up throwing me out of this house and I despised myself for the litter of doubts that lingered every etch of my very being.