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Sarah
As Brandt staggered from the house, I covered my mouth with both hands, feeling...I’m not even sure.
Devastated, heartbroken, enraged at his mother, scared for him, shitty for scaring him off with my mere presence, and just...pretty much every other awful emotion ever invented, plus maybe a couple that hadn’t been yet.
But what the hell had just happened? My best friend on earth had been molested by his mother, and I’d never even had a clue? How had I never been able to guess that? I had to be the worst friend ever.
And—oh God—from Colton’s description, I’d pretty much reenacted what had happened to him all those years ago last night.
I felt sick to my stomach. I wanted to vomit, bawl, and then rinse and repeat.
Around me, silence filled the kitchen before Noel cursed and s
