“I shake my head, trying to wrap my head around what Micah just told me, desperate to make some sense of it. “I’m so sorry, man,” Skinner says when I hand him the phone. He pats me on the back before leaving the room. Sorry. That word is meaningless in a time like this. I should know, I’ve fucking heard it enough to last me a lifetime. Or so I thought. “Mitch?” Shelby asks, stepping closer to me, her hand brushing my arm. “Are you okay? Do you want me to take you home?” “No,” I bite ...out harshly. I don’t want to go anywhere. I want to go back to last night and pretend nothing else exists. “I’m fine.” I see the hurt in her eyes, the sting of my rejection, but I can’t let that get to me right now. Just moments ago, I was all but begging her to talk out what is going on between us with me, now I am prepared to build that wall up even higher to shut her out. It’s better this way.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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