30 parts Complete Mature"We were just... you know. Talking," Mitchel stammered.
"Yeah," Clint said, voice cold. "Talking."
"Talking about what, exactly?" Christian added, equally venomous.
Silence. Then Angeline spoke. "Getting back together."
Christian dragged a hand down his face. "Wow."
Clint gave a humorless chuckle. "The fuck."
I glanced at Andi-her eyes glassy, lips trembling. And I felt it.
Rage.
Rage at myself-for giving her hope.
Rage at Mitchel-for going back to the psychopath who tried to kill him.
This wasn't just messy.
It was a fucking storm.
And we were all standing in the middle of it.
