My lips curve into a smile at his words. Imagining myself breaking somebody’s heart is the most ludicrous idea ever.
I pick up one of the books and look at the back cover. “You think romance books will help me.”
“I think,” Drew says quietly, “that you need to stop fighting your instincts. Just because everyone has failed you so far doesn’t mean that the people who come into your life now will do the same.”
I look up, ready to say something, but from the look in his eyes, I can see that he’s not only talking about me anymore.
Drew has his own demons to battle, just like I have mine.
I give him a small smile and raise my wine glass. “Let’s toast. To good friends.”
He lifts his glass, and as we clink them, I think of the mask in my hoodie pocket.
My situation is way more complicated th
