Dylan....
"Seeing her react like that made me feel terrible. I regretted my choice of words immediately.
"I'll see you later, Dylan," her voice was hoarse, and she was deflated.
Maybe I had gone a little too far in my attempt at trying to prove to her that I wasn't jealous. But it was too late to take it back.
"See you," I said, starting to walk away from her. Her words were killing me inside.
There was only so much TV one person could watch in a day to keep them from spiraling into unwanted thoughts. And I was at my limit. Sitting on my couch, I flitted through the channels on my TV screen.
As mind-numbing as the entertainment was, it did give me a momentary reprieve from thinking about Kathy. After hours of torture, it was getting closer to evening and I couldn't help but wonder what she must be up to now.
