I worked for another hour until my elbow felt like it had its own heartbeat. That had me throwing in the towel. I didn't want to take another walk, didn't want to be blindsided by anything else today.
Tired, I leaned back and slid on my sling. My work was lacking anyways. Every eighth word I typed said, Delilah.
Why had she asked out Coach?
Was it really because she thought Coach was interested in me? Was that all it took for Delilah to be on the prowl, the thrill of enticing somebody that liked me? Stealing any love that worked my way? It had sparked her interest so much that'd she had gone out of her way to pursue him.
I saw straight through her. My eye twitched.
I had marinated in my depression enough. Resentment flared, radiated from me in a frantic energy. I almost delighted in i
