Levi

No matter how much I tried, I couldn't seem to get rid of that image of Renee wearing Lennox’s shirt that was now ingrained in my memory. 

What was wrong with me and why the hell was I getting worked up over what happened at breakfast?

At the same time, I couldn't help but notice this silent animosity from Renee to me—probably stemming from the fact that I had abandoned her when I sneaked her into Nerissa’s home. 

Then, the situation wasn't favorable…

Honestly, I had no excuse to give. That was just shitty of me. 

I should probably apologize to her. 

Louis’s sharp voice broke through my train...