“Nothing is wrong, per say. Just… some things are happening sooner than we’d planned.” Confusion knits my brows. I’ve been out of the loop regarding Brielle’s life for the last few months, so I’m not sure what she means, and I hate that. “What do you mean?” I ask, a twinge of guilt slithering through me at the fact I even have to ask. Her eyes come to mine, serious and turbulent all at once. “Don’t tell my dad?”
