8
FINLEY
I couldn’t breathe. I had to get the hell out of there. The look on his face — Trent MacKellar! How did I not know who he was?
No wonder he was pissed off. Not that he had a right to say what he did, but I sort of understood it.
But the way he looked at me. The way they all looked at me.
I burst outside into the cool night air and turned left. I needed to get home. Away from everyone. I couldn’t face them. Tears ran down my cheeks as I hurried. If there was ever a time for a drink, it was when my baby daddy outed my pregnancy to everyone in town. Too bad that wasn’t an option.
I made it to the door of my building before I heard my name. Karissa. I knew she would come after me. I felt bad for leaving her there, but she would understand.
“Hey, Rissa,” I said into the darkness
