We’re All Sinners
Three days later
“Dude, seriously, call me back. I’ll be back from Boston tomorrow. If I don’t hear from you, I will be breaking down your door.” The line goes dead as Dixon hangs up for about the ten millionth time today.
The past three days, I’ve not left the apartment because I’m afraid of what I’ll do, or what I’ll say if I do. Mary has shaken up my entire world, but this time, it’s not the good kind of chaos.
After I told Mr. Yeong to go f**k himself, I was on the first plane back home. My first instinct was to find Mary and demand she explain what the holy f**k was going on, but with a lot of thinking time to spare, I realized I needed time to process everything I’d uncovered.
The pictures Keira sent erased everything I thought I knew and left me with this gapi
