Trevor POV
"What the hell are you talking about? You saw my parents." "Not exactly, but I know they are with Clarice. Well, I know, at least your mom is," she says. "Don't speak in f**king riddles, Loretta. I'm losing patience." "Trevor," why are you being so cold to me? I don't deserve to be treated this way. I'm not the one that left you. I'm here standing by you while Clarice is at the f**king Inn playing house with Nick Kringle," she says.
Anger bubbles up inside me. I grip her by the shoulders. "Don't you ever say such a thing again. Clarice would never betray me." "Trevor, you are hurting me. I'm sorry, I just don't want to lose you," she says. I fight the urge to tell her it's far to late for that. I loosen my grip on her shoulders. "Just tell me why you think my parents are wit
