"Dax?" I asked as we walked towards the cafeteria. "On a scale of one to ten, how much does Seb hate me?"

Dax took in a deep breath. "That depends."

"On what?"

"If you count anger as hate," Dax said. "I don't think he hates you, but he's really mad at you. He wants what's best for you and he just thinks that Ty isn't."

I sighed. "I've been thinking that, too."

Dax furrowed his eyebrows. "Can you expand on that? Because I'm awfully confused right now."

"Well, recently, I've been thinking that Ty isn't the one for me," I admitted.

"Then why are you still with him?" Dax said....