Chapter 60

Kiara

A dull ache grips my chest, the inevitable pain I foresaw now a tangible reality. There was no way she going to be okay with this, and she'll probably never forgive me. Four years of our friendship has just been washed down the drain and it hurts like a motherfucker.

Trey's frustration boils over. "You're really acting like a fucking child right now!” he shouts at his sister, a mixture of anger and disappointment in his tone.

I swiftly intervene, placing a hand on his arm to stop him. "It's okay, Trey," I murmur, my voice barely above a whisper. "I just want to go home." He studies my face for a long moment before sighing in defeat. "Okay. I'll drive you home, Cupcake."

Candy avoids eye contact as we leave, and the ride to my apartment is tense and silent, each of us lost in our own thoughts. Once we arrive, he walks me inside, the weight of the evening heavy on our shoulders, and shuts the door behind us. "Aren't you going to go back?" I ask weakly, mentally drain