LAKE

“You look like your cat just died.” Rusher just joined me in the bar and ordered club soda.

I couldn’t even go to the Bazz. Otherwise, her friends would suspect we were not on good terms.

Since that big revelation at the Osmium, she had been dodging my calls, ignoring my texts, and I felt like shit all the time without her, not seeing her, and sleeping alone in bed with her smell all over it.

I missed her so fucking much, but she was the one who left and didn’t want ...