Chapter 15Shonda had stayed until his tears finally subsided. Honestly, he felt like he had made bigger breakthroughs with her than he did in his year of therapy.
He tried to internalize her words. He knew Shonda loved him. She was one of the few compassionate adults he had known growing up. But to be loved by someone romantically? To be loved by someone like Cameron?
After chewing half the polish off his nails, Keller decided to paint them again. They had just finished drying when he heard another knock at the door. He checked the clock on his phone; it was only three P.M. When he opened it, Cameron was standing there, arms full of brown paper bags.
“Why aren’t you at work?” Keller asked.
“I took the rest of the week off.”
His breath caught. “For me?” he said, taking a step back.
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