This was the second time I'd run into Wes Lockwood in the same week.
Considering the last conversation we'd had in this exact park, perhaps it shouldn't have surprised me. The embarrassing part wasn't meeting him again.
It was the fact that he'd caught me screaming at the universe like I'd completely lost my mind.
"I am sorry," he said, walking toward me with his hands still tucked inside the pocket of his hoodie. The corners of his mouth twitched despite his obvious effort to stay polite. "It's just... you were really loud."
I looked away for a second before huffing out a laugh.
"I know."
There wasn't much point denying it.
"Lately I've been doing a lot of things I would've never imagined myself doing."
I shrugged as if publicly shouting my frustrations into the night had become p
