My back pressed against the desk as I nodded, my heart racing.
Before I could even get a word out, Keith fired off a string of questions, asking, "Why? Do you still care about him? Are you unable to let him go? Have you changed your mind? Have you been keeping your distance from me all this time because of him?"
It was not true. I had been pulling away because Keith, since his recovery, seemed so brilliant that I felt I did not deserve to be near him, but I could not bring myself to say any of that out loud. Instead, I said, "Keith, I only went because Spencer's mother asked me to, and it had nothing to do with him, because I stopped caring about him a long time ago, and I have not been keeping my distance from you..."
He pressed for confirmation, asking, "Really? Even if you lost that
