When life gives you lemons, you don’t make freaking lemonade. It’s a freaking lie. You squeeze them, and the juice goes into those tiny wounds on your hands, and it hurts like hell. That’s what happens when you get lemons. Stupid life lessons. They were just lies.
So as I was sitting there next to Alana and Chace, while they were both thinking about what I should do about this new situation, I thought about life lessons.
Damnit.
I knew I should go after Trystan, or Luke, or go to Ryan, but the truth was: I was terrified of their reactions.
I had no idea if Ryan knew what had happened between Trystan and I, but I figured he hadn’t. If he had, he surely would have come over and rip Trystan’s head off with his canines… Cringing at the thought, I buried my fingers in my hair. I didn’t feel
