BEN POV

I had begged Clay to drive me back to my apartment, but he refused to let me spend the night alone, fearing that I would do something crazy—and he wasn’t wrong.

Clay lived in a two-room apartment in town, and a part of me felt like I was invading his privacy.

He went upstairs as I sat on the couch, looking around his apartment.

It had been a while since I had come here.

I gave him a small smile.

“Thank you for letting me crash here, Clay.” ...