Chapter SixteenThroughout the drive to George's place, I'm reeling with conflicting emotions. Sure, things were complicated lately, but I still hoped we could get past it. But instead of making an effort, he drops a bomb of epic proportions on me. Finally, here's a guy I could imagine having a relationship with, who seemed reliable at least at first, but in the end, you can't depend on anyone but yourself. I should've known.
Despite the rush hour traffic, which for some reason is so much worse on Fridays, my bike makes it into town in record time. Anger does that to a person: it makes you speed up when the most rational thing would be to slow down. I'm not entirely sure where I'm going, so I'm relying entirely on the SatNav to take me there.
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