EMMA’s POV :

“Who is it?” Carrie asked when she noticed my phone buzzing for the tenth time that day.

It was a Sunday afternoon and my friends and I were having our weekly Sunday brunch. I slept all day yesterday because I was so tired after the dance, so I hadn’t seen the two of them since prom night and we had a lot of catch up on.

“It’s Tyler again. He wants to see me later tonight,” I sighed when I read the text on my phone.

I had been dodging his calls and not responding to his texts. We woke up after cuddling all night long in...