SOLAYNE
"How are you doing, Solayne?" he looked at me. "You look good."
"Would you like some lemonade?" Marshall threw in before I could decide if I wanted to answer or not.
I blinked, cleared my throat, then nodded. "Yeah."
He slipped his hand onto mine. "Come on. We should go get one."
He led me away from Larson who kept a stupid smile on his face.
It wasn't until we were far from the asshole that I could breathe again.
"Whatever happened between you and Larson? You used to be buddies in school," I asked at the drinks table, watching him as he reached for two glasses of lemonade.
"People fall apart. You can't tell me you are still friends with everyone from high school."
But it was hard not to notice the disdain in his voice. Something terrible must've happened between them.
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