Thomas lowered the window and then took a deep breath as he loosened his tie. And now? What was he going to do? Find Elias? That seemed pointless. Go to the Black Sheep?
And maybe see Elias with someone else? No, thank you.
Go home?
As sad as he was, it was the only solution at the moment.
Elias’s words were turning in his head, the way he’d stood up when Thomas had spoken, like what Thomas had told him was a terrible reality, something inconceivable.
Because…I’m not right!
The life he was living obviously caused his low esteem. He got used to seeing himself as something wrong—a person who nobody would want once they discovered the truth. As if by opening up to somebody and showing his true heart—the living and beating one, covered by a layer of pain—would have horrified anyone in fr
