I scrape my lower lip with my teeth and scan my bandmates. They're my best friends. We've been in this s**t together since we were teens. We've slept on floors together, shared clothes, and survived on ramen just to fund our albums and tours.
Now we have everything.
Except... I have nothing.
"I'm not married," I say softly.
Apollo's face drops. "I'm so sorry, dude. She didn't deserve you."
"No, Apollo, I was never married."
Everyone looks at me in confusion.
"Isabella and I... we met a long time ago. Last stop on our club tour before we signed with Interscope."
"That's why you were in the desert..." Blaise says with a thoughtful laugh under his words.
I nod. "It was just a fling. Except, when I had my accident, she ended up being the doctor to treat me and we reconnected and –" I
