CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Three days later, Alex was on his way to Thomas's room.
He'd had deep thoughts about his issues for the past few days. Staying home, doing absolutely nothing but thinking, he'd finally decided what to do.
He was literally running, and when he got there, he pushed the door open.
Thomas was just heading out of the bathroom. He was startled when he saw Alex.
They hadn't seen each other for two days. Thomas had been settling things at the company, always coming back late.
Emma and Diane had been silent too, giving him more room to be on his own and think.
"What's up, man?" Thomas said, flinging a robe on.
Alex took his seat on the sofa, tapping his hands gently together as if debating where to start.
"Okay, just spill it already." Thomas noticed his hesitation, and
