Chapter 25: A Dinner Guest

I couldn't tell him the truth after Thanksgiving dinner. I would do it soon when I felt the time was right. It had been a few days since the break ended, and Chase had not messaged the fake profile, which kind of worked since I wanted to come clean. I crashed on the couch and started to play games on my phone curled up in a nice fleece blanket when the door opened quickly. My mom walked in and dropped a few grocery bags. "Oh shoot," my mom said and tried to pick up the fallen bags. I rushed over to help her. "You're home early." I brought the few bags I could manage over to the counter. "Yeah, well, I had to rush to the grocery store because I forgot when I invited him to dinner that we didn't have half of what I needed here," my mom said, rushing to unload the bags. "Um, who?" I asked. "Who what?" Mom started shoving things in cabinets and the fridge. "You said you invited someone to dinner. Who did you invite and why?" I asked in confusion. "Oh gosh, I am so out o