Chapter 120

Christian’s POV

Gretchen didn't look happy to see me, standing there in the lobby of her shop, and I couldn't blame her. And then there was all the awkwardness with her customer recognizing me. If there was ever a time that I wished I could be unrecognizable, it was then. Still, it wasn't like I could tell the girl to get lost so that I could talk to Gretchen. I tried to convey to Gretchen with my eyes just how uncomfortable I was.

Finally, the woman left, and Gretchen and I were alone.

"Get out," she whispered, her hands clenching into fists.

"Gretchen, please," I said, desperate to just talk to her, to explain. I had a feeling if anyone was going to make sense of what was going on in my head right now, it was her. She had always seemed to understand me so well. So much better than I even understood myself. But she showed no signs of wanting to hear me say anything.

"Get out," she repeated, louder this time. She pointed a finger at me. "You don't get t