Jay

She was smiling and laughing as two men talked her ear off, trying to impress her. Anger surged through me. How could she be so at ease and drinking champagne while I felt this way? Ever since I left, I had refused to talk to her on the phone, and when I slept, all I could dream about was how she had begged me to stay and not leave. She cried, and I had wanted to stay—I really did—but my brother needed me. His drug use was getting out of control, and if I didn't step in, Heath's company ...