I don't know if it was the alcohol that still hasn't left my system, the bad night, the worry about what will happen from now on or the complete shame I'm feeling, but I'm about to pass out.
Dinner was torture, and so was the drive from Kelly's parents' house to the hotel. I'm dizzy and have to hold on to the elevator wall to keep from falling. Thomas has kept a giant distance from me since the… incident in the bedroom earlier and has barely glanced in my direction. I think the first time he takes his face off the phone and looks in my direction.
- What it was? he asks with a crease between his brows. —
You are pale.
“It's nothing,” I say quietly, not wanting to give in. He looks me up and down as if trying to decide if he believes me and takes a step towards me.
— Cecilia? he asks an
