Sydney
“My boyfriend…” I’d choked, the words slipping out before I could stop them. “Back in Newston…he…he took pictures.”
I’d barely been able to breathe.
“In a stupid bikini and…” I shook my head like that could stop the memory.
It didn’t.
God!
I clutched my books tighter to my chest as I hurried down the hallway the next morning, heat crawling all over my face from yesterday.
Because I still couldn’t believe it’d happened.
I couldn’t believe I’d let Tyler hold me while I cried shamelessly against his chest like some big fat baby. Then apologized for staining his shirt.
God, I wanted the earth to swallow me.
I didn’t even remember when he left my room, or when I’d fallen asleep.
All I remembered was waking up tucked properly into bed, my room dark and silent, my chest aching t
