JUSTIN

I let out a groan and drop my head back to the weight bench. There’s no way in hell this arrangement is going to work. I just can’t be around her. Plain and simple. I’ll just tell her that she needs to leave. Easy, right? I’ll be super nice about it so it doesn’t hurt her feelings, and I’ll tell her that it just isn’t working out. My ankle isn’t holding me back all that much anymore. It’s just a pain in the ass, but I can work around that.

Once I’ve made up my mind, I grab my crutches and head for the shower. With my leg all...