He Asked Me To Leave The Party Early So His Friends Wouldn’t See Me—So I Did

as if considering touching me. Then he didn’t.

I stared into the dark until dawn, and something hardened in me with every passing minute. Not hatred. Not revenge. Resolve.

In the morning, Bobby came downstairs looking tired but relaxed—the way someone looks after they’ve gotten what they want.

“About last night,” he started.

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