Travis’ Point of View
“How are you handling all of this?” Zack questioned, handing me a second beer and sitting back down on the cooler.
How should I feel or react when the girl who falsely accused me of wanting to have s*x with her against her wishes, shows up without so much a glint of guilt in her eyes? How should a guy take such an insult and watch his whole life fall apart in just a blink of an eye?
I’ve kept this anger concealed inside of me for so long. I forget how it feels to express it.
Honestly, I didn’t know how to answer Zack’s question. Raising my beer, I tipped my bottle back taking a generous sip. Two beers didn’t feel enough to wash down all of these emotions swivelling around my head.
“I don’t get how a person can live with that guilt. Knowing they lied and destroye
