SCOTT

I felt so excited until I got home.

Doubt crept into me once I was back in my personal space.

What if she doesn't show up? What if her reaction was just a spur-of-the-moment one, and now she will think about it and realize that this might all be a mistake?

I do hope not.

I reach for my phone on the side table, which I had left at home to distract my mind from the thoughts that are unsettling me now.

But what I see does nothing to quell my unease.

Eight missed calls from my ...