Summer POV

I put my hand in the air because the room was spinning. I gripped the table for added support. Was he rejecting me?

“I didn’t hear you…” I trailed.

“I said it’s over.” He closed the distance between us.

He walked too quickly I wanted to throw up.

“I rejected her.”

“What?” I sat up straighter. “Her? You didn’t reject me?”

He frowned. “Why the hell would I reject you?”

I hiccupped and that upset my already irritated tummy. I shouldn’t have drunk on ...