#Chapter 77

Evelyn

I guess the memories that are hitting me, crash into Warren too, as he speaks up after a beat of silence. "We still are."

"No, we aren't." My defense mechanism quickly shoots him down.

The speaker pours sounds of rustling and I wonder if he is working.

"Evelyn, best friends don't break up. They drift away."

The words incinerate my hatred for him and all that I've shared with him those ten years ago comes flooding toward me.

It's crazy how I see the wave from miles away, yet I don't turn the other way. I stand and let the water drown me with its weight. Sinking...