"You sure, you're okay doing labor? Honestly, you could have stayed home for another day, Vie. It's not like the place is bustling on a Friday afternoon. You look awful. Have you slept at all last night?"
"I said, I'm fine!" I snap at Shay who stood in front of the counter, worry lines stretching her forehead. Hurt registered her face and I immediately felt bad. I had no reason to shout at her just because I f****d things up with Beck. She didn't deserve that. "I'm sorry, Shay. I just have a lot going on in my mind."
Shay pursed her lips and gives out an easy smile. "Beck does, too. He's been avoiding us the whole morning. And not the normal bitchy attitude, too. He's crankier than usual. What happened between you two last night?"
My shoulders sag. Shay didn't need to be a detective to
