Lunch went better than I expected. Sometimes I caught Collin's gaze on me. I'm confused about what happened. I think being here in this house that brings back so many memories is making me rethink my choices. I know he can see that I'm rethinking our night and I can't deny it.
I won't regret it, I promised. I've never been good at keeping promises. I laugh at my father's jokes and praise my mother's food. I drink wine and pretend everything is fine. Hailey and Hope don't even notice the other people's presence, lost in their colorful world.
When we finish eating, I get up to help my mother wash the dishes. Collin's hand touches my waist, stopping me. His eyes overflow with concern. Something is happening that I never thought would happen: I am hurting him. I seem to be able to hurt him,
