*Lucas*
“How did you know I went to the doctor?” Lauren asked me quietly from across our beach dinner table. I could barely hear her because of the sound of the waves crashing up on the beach away from us. When I asked her how her visit had gone, I could see the blood drain from her face. I knew for sure what she had been hiding from me all this time. I didn’t know how I felt exactly.
Shocked? Hurt? Angry? Relieved?
All of the above.
“I’ve been having you followed by someone.”
“You’ve what?” Now she was angry, but I didn’t give a shit. Honestly, I didn’t care much about her feelings right now.
