My eyes narrow at the question. “Would you let Kayla see you like this?” He shakes his head, his hard expression easing. “No, you’re right. I just feel like shit, you didn’t see her when she left.” “I’ll make it up to her.” “I hope you do, man, because as mad as I am at my girlfriend right now, I know she’s going to be way more pissed at me when Julia tells her I sent her away.” I’m pissed at myself but I can’t let her see me like this. It will ruin what’s left of me.
