I didn't move from the bed."Tell him to leave."

Maya shifted in the doorway. "Cami, he's not asking nor threatening to come in. He just wants to talk to you."

"No."

"He looks bad and-"

"I don't care." Liar. I pulled the blanket over my head. "Tell him to go back to his fiancée."

Her footsteps retreated. I heard the muffled sound of voices through the front door, then Maya returned.

"He says he's not leaving until you talk to him, and you should come out now before-in his own words-shit ...