Samuel
I don't know if I'm being brave or stupid. Trailing behind the pack to speak with the man who hurt me more than anyone ever has... I hope it's the right decision. We do need to talk but I've never felt ready to. Being apart for so long helped me get out of talking but this isn't healthy.
Eventually, we stop and watch as our pack continues ahead. I look at Peter now and see his eyes darting around. Is he nervous? That's what he used to do when he was antsy about something. Funny how he still has that little tick of his.
I let out a faint laugh. I never realized how much I knew Peter without trying. We were friends for so long... how did things turn out this way? So many things went wrong between us all because of that night. I don't even know what happened to me since I've never g
