Derrick's POV
On Monday morning, I drove into campus feeling refreshed. Jake and I had hung out over the weekend, going to the beach, the club, and watching a soccer game over barbecue and beer. It was one of the best weekends I've had in a while and I chuckled as I parked my car, remembering a moment where a tipsy Jake nearly got his ass beat by someone who turned out to be a woman.
I'd barely thought of Eliana at all and I did my best to ignore the part of me that felt guilty for that. After what happened that day, I didn't think there was anything I could say to her that would make her continue our relationship again. Or even talk to me in the first place.
I knew I owed her an explanation and when the chance came, I would give it to her. Hopefully, that day will be today. Grabbing
