The third time we watched it, Elle heaved out an irritated sigh and let her knees give until she sat on the floor, tilting her head to rest back against the door. After the fourth time, Roman stopped my hand from clicking the replay button. "You'll go crazy if you see it again." He reasoned, tugging me into him and bending down to catch my eyes.
Slowly, I sank down into a crouch, shaking free of Roman's stare. Tom.
Tom knew. He knew. He knew. He knew.
Jerking my head up, I peered at Roman through a tangle of dark hair. "How?" I croaked out. The tears had dried leaving stinging streaks of salt to tighten and scratch at my cheeks. The lights were still off so we didn't have the glare on the screen. And so, nobody had to see me breakdown over and over.
Alex.
He's said my name. His eyes h
