I finished exercising on the treadmill and got off the machine. Something was bothering me.
Then I glanced over at the women who had talked about Zander. They continued to talk and didn't even notice I had listened in on them. There was no way I was letting them get away with talking about him like that. It was despicable.
I felt an urge to stand up to these women, since he wasn't there himself. We had finally gotten connected enough to be friends. Maybe we had been friends for a little bit, but I was fighting it.
I shared more with him than I had shared with anyone, even Ash. Something about Zander was more special than what I had with Ash. Our being mates might've given an advantage that Ash would never understand.
No way would I let these girls trash talk him and who he was as a
