Drowning myself in the glasses of tequila and every other drink back in the hall was my fatal way to keep myself in check.

Leonard's epic jokes and Richard's boisterous laughter cocooned me and made it harder for anyone to see through me — that I was a breaking wall. More like a shattered one, left in pieces on the cold, damn floor.

Being a pro at hiding my true emotions was a skill I never thought I'd need so badly until today. Sitting so casually and sipping my drinks while my heart was ...