Will

I stood outside, leaning on my car and watched as Mari walked out. The light from the restaurant was reflecting on her tears and I palmed my face. I can't believe I had to do that.

She entered her car and didn't drive out immediately. She spent close to ten minutes in there and if my guess is correct, she was crying her eyes sore. I felt like running to her car and pulling her out, then tell her it was all a silly prank.

“nice job. Now go home” a voice I recognize as Derulo said behind me. I scoffed and turned to look at him standing with...