Chapter 118

“Is she one of the two?” It's more of a sad and broken yelp than a sassy demand, and I am trying so hard to pull myself together while navigating this new level of pain I'm experiencing. I feel betrayed and used and stupid, yet I don’t even know why. If he’s being honest and nothing happened, then he really did nothing wrong, yet it still hurts.

Dane’s silence answers the question, and somehow, that in itself feels like being lied to. He knows exactly what I meant by that. His face is ashen, and his posture is tense.

“Failure to confess something important is the same as telling me a lie…. You should have said something to me when she arrived instead of this bullshit now. So, at least, I would know how to feel and act. So I could predict the likelihood of her trying to get it on with my boyfriend.”

“What was there to tell? I didn’t want you looking at her and thinking about that….I didn’t want you to be insecure. I have a past that now we’re at this point I regret…tha