Chapter 23

Tate shook his head. “Fuck is right. It’s been almost two years, my guy. Whatever hold she has over you is crazy strong.”

Justin placed his head into his palms and groaned again.

The realization made him feel like he was stuck in the same rut as he had been in forever.

“For now, maybe I won’t dump her?” he decided.

Tate shrugged. He had no idea how Zac was going to pull it off.

***

Meanwhile, weeks were flying by for Anna, and soon, opening night was upon them.

She bit her lip, looking at her invited guest list and frowning.

The cause of her dilemma was simple.

Should she invite Justin and Charlaine? Was she secure enough not to throw a plate of poulé at them if she caught them snogging in the bathroom or balcony?

She breathed out deeply. Probably not, but she couldn’t leave them off the list; the reason why would be obvious.

She decided to add them to the list only because she had already added the rest of their frie