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

else. It just happened.”

“Her name is Claire,” I said.

His head snapped up. “You—”

“I’ve known for weeks.”

Relief flickered across his face—relief—and it made my stomach twist. Confession freed him, in his mind, from the responsibility of being caught.

“Then you understand why this can’t continue,” he said.

“Oh, I understand perfectly,” I replied. “You didn’t continue reading …