[Rue’s POV]
Mykel and I sit together at the bar of one of the few clubs that exist in my hometown. Together, we share a drink while talking about anything and everything.
It is nice and exactly what I needed, but even now I still feel guilty for coming here while Mr. Owens is caring for my mother alone.
“Earth to Rue,” Mykel announces as I find myself slipping into my own head. “We came here to make you feel better, not for you to still stress.”
“Sorry,” I sigh, taking a sip of my drink. “I’m just…”
“I get it,” he assures me, swiveling around and taking in those who move about the bar behind us. “Maybe the thing you need is someone to help you forget.”
“Nah.”
The last time I decided I wanted to do something like that, I ended up linking up with someone related to the man that I just
