Chapter 119

He avoids my eyes. His voice is strained and husky as he tries to dismiss me, and I know it’s a lie. I can tell. I don’t know how, but I do. In all the months of knowing him, never being able to second guess when he’s honest, yet right now, I know. It kicks me low down with a fresh pang of pain.

“Is Mico going with you?” my voice is higher, hints of anxiety peeking up as I get more internally hysterical. He is doing his best to avoid me, dodging me as I follow him around like a persistent child. He walks away from me to use the mirror for his final check on appearance as he rights his jacket and buttons it up carefully.

“Of course,” he answers flatly, which tips me over. The complete obvious in what he said.

Mico is going with him!

Mico is ALWAYS armed for this reason. Meaning he does not need this unless his gut tells him otherwise. Something in him is telling him he needs extra protection tonight.

Everything inside of me turns to instant stone and gri