Penn
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I stood there, frozen, watching Natalie’s retreating back as she disappeared from view with Lewis.
“Penn,” Lark said. She shook my arm, trying to bring me back to reality.
But I was already in reality, and it was a cesspool, a nightmare.
“What the f**k happened?” Lark asked.
“I kissed her.”
“Wait, what?” she demanded. “That wasn’t part of the plan. I thought you were going to be sincere and tell her how much you missed her.”
I shook my head. “That was the plan, but then we just started arguing. We run so hot together. Every horrible thing that we’d both thought in the last year spilled from our lips. Then, f*****g Lewis walked in and carted her out with a sick smile on his lips.”
“Oh, Penn.”
How had it gone so far afield? Kissing her, yelling at her…that hadn’t been my in
