“Hayes,” Laiken sighs. She carefully takes my phone out of my hand and puts it down. “Talk to me. Please.” My gaze meets hers, and I hate the way she’s looking at me. Fragile is not a word anyone would ever use to describe me, but with her, I feel like I could shatter at any moment. After she left, I tried to put myself back together, but it was always an impossible task. So, I faked it.
