Garrett’s eyebrows shot into his hairline. “The boy from the derelict.” “The one you cried over?” Corrie asked, tilting her face upward. Tal winced and ran his hand down his flushed face. “How do you know about that?” “You cried over me?” Athlen knotted his hands, cheeks flushed. “Why?”
The second hand embarrassment right now...
