It took me a few seconds to realize the voice wasn’t in my head, and that she was standing over my shoulder. Staring at my screen.
I slapped the laptop shut and spun on her. “What are you doing in here?”
Her eyes were focused on the computer, as though the image was still there. “I knocked. And said your name. The door was open.”
“You didn’t think you should wait until I said something?” I barked, knowing I never would have heard her.
“I…I’m sorry. What was that?”
“None of your business, Kiana. You’ve made it perfectly clear that your past is off-limits. What makes you think mine isn’t?”
I knew I was being a d**k, but I couldn’t help it. Everything about that time in my life, those few days, was locked in a box in my head and buried under other s**t. I never let it out. I never told
