I had completely forgotten. Honestly, I was about to sleep the day away. What is wrong with me?
Probably too many things.
She closed the book as she stood to put it away. âI was waiting for you.â
âWhat for?â I asked, my eyebrows pulled together.
âI donât really know.â She half-laughed as she shut the light off, coating us in darkness. âMaybe itâs just habit.â