Elliot

I knew my uncle’s big mouth would catch up to me, and judging by the look on Lila’s face earlier, it was only a matter of time before the past came back to bite me in the ass. But my past wasn’t my present—or my future. Not anymore.

I couldn’t even imagine myself touching anyone else after I met her that night, a mere thought was disgusting for me.

Lila stared out of the window, her gaze distant, her face painted in the soft glow of evening light. The sadness in her eyes ...