Chapter 117

The first one almost cost me my life. My best friend got the trauma of a lifetime as a result. I honestly don't know if Ashley and I would ever go back to what our friendship used to be. She is not here and she evades the question of when or if she is ever coming back when I call her. She never calls me first. There is nothing for her in New York anymore. She has made that clear enough. Linc would make sure her internship is sorted without her being here for it. We have less than a month of internship before school resumes. Then what? Am I even going to be able to go back to Boston after all these? What is life after this? What am I going to do?

I walk back to the den in a daze. Alternating between anger and fear. On the brink of screaming. Or breaking down in frustrated sobs.

Linc sees the look on my face and he gets up, walks up to me, "what is wrong? Did she say something?" He asks, his hand placed softly on my face, worry etched into his drawn brows. I look up at him, my he