What could I even say?
He saved me-twice tonight. And yet, I couldn't bring myself to say thank you. I should've. But since high school, I trained myself to be strong. To never depend on anyone. To never let someone take me for granted again. Being saved wasn't in my playbook. I had always saved myself.
So this?
This was new.
Someone standing up for me... someone acting like they cared?
But did Leo even care? Or was this just some twisted extension of whatever game he was playing?
We walked slowly through the front door. I set my coat and bag on the living room chair, the silence still stretching between us like a rope ready to snap. And then he finally spoke.
"So we're not going to talk about tonight?" he asked.
I turned to find him standing with his legs slightly apart, hands sho
