We stopped at an intersection, and the red light turned on.
He stared straight at the red light, his tone casual as could be, but his white-knuckled grip on the steering wheel gave him away completely.
Do I regret it? I've been turning that question over in my head too.
Anthony was just too good a catch. Even when people knew he was already taken, they still lined up left and right to throw themselves at him.
That whole situation made that relationship so hard for me. Being with him? It never felt safe, not even for a second.
The final fight that led to our breakup started in our senior year. I heard the news that Anthony was planning to study abroad from a girl attending the same school, someone who I barely even knew.
When she saw how shocked I was, she smirked like she'd just won
