დ Rosalie დ
I didn’t want to make another trip to the diner, so I put together another shopping list. And while I hated leaving the house, I needed some fresh air. When I pulled into the parking lot of the grocery store, my nerves were tight. Would I see Weston again? Maybe Declan? Or now that Matthew knew I was in town, would he be following me around? The sky hung low and gray again, threatening rain without ever quite committing. I sat in the car for a moment with the engine idling, staring at the entrance.
It was just a*****e.
Just fluorescent lights. Trolleys. Shelves. People buying bread, soap, and frozen dinners. And yet, I could still remember Weston standing too close in one of those aisles. His fingers on my arm. His blank stare when he didn’t know who I was. Matthew’s voice f
