Ace
She was laughing.
With him. With the f*****g Devon Sinclair.
The sound hit my ears like a slap, sharp and unrelenting. I stood in the shadows just beyond the stone path, watching her as she threw her head back, cheeks flushed with warmth and ease.
Ease she never had around me. Smile she had never flashed at me.
Devon Sinclair sat beside her like he belonged there. His arm brushed hers every now and then. His grin split wide with memories I didn’t know and didn’t want to know. It reminded me of high-school when he would hang the hell around her in their junior year.
My fists clenched at my sides. Involuntarily. She didn't deserve to smile. Or laugh. My eyes twitched.
Why the hell does she look a lot like her?
I didn’t remember crossing the distance. One second, I was standi
