I rubbed my eyes, exhaustion weighing me down.
“Just leave them there,” I said, my voice listless.
I knew deep down that he had not gone for any meeting. I had seen it in their chat that he wanted to be with her today on a date and laurel had made it too important for him to miss. I scoffed ridiculously.
Later at night, I went online in my Wolfthings app and started searching for Laurel's account.
Just as I had expected, Laurel had posted a video three hours ago.
In it, she stood on the deck of a yacht, fishing in a bikini. A man’s arms wrapped snugly around her slim waist from behind. Even from the shaky footage, I recognized the watch on his wrist—it was the birthday gift I had given Brian last year.
A dull ache spread through my chest, sharp and relentless. So, the reason Brian
