Chapter TwelveZurie
Hands on the steering wheel, holding it tight, my eyes stung as tears ran down my face. The sound of my own sobs made my heart break even more than it already had. I felt horrible, but I knew that didn’t hold a candle to how Cayce was feeling.
I am so, so sorry.
With too many tears clouding my vision, I pulled to the side of the road. The lies I’d told stayed with me, churning inside my stomach, making me sick. More weight had been added to my already burdened shoulders. I began to feel as if I could bear no more and needed to get some of the weight off.
But how?
Finding something to wipe my eyes with, I searched my brain for some inkling of an idea that would somehow save me. “I could just tell Cayce the truth.” I blew my nose on some fast-food napkins I’d found c
