CHAPTER 35: TERRIBLE

Being alone with Kent at home is something I dislike. The atmosphere in the apartment becomes unusually quiet. Since Mark and Kyle left yesterday, we've mostly been confined to our rooms.

I couldn't fathom why it was so challenging for us to get along. We had, to some extent, agreed to give it a shot, but I suspected Kent was still upset about what happened on Thursday. He appeared troubled in my presence, and it made me feel uneasy. I knew we could engage in normal conversation, but I was hesitant to initiate anything.

My day was consumed by work. I had to conduct swim lessons and later serve as a lifeguard for several hours. Today, I had to leave early for an additional swim session to stay in shape before my shift.

As the rain began to fall, I sighed, donned my raincoat, and made my way to the kitchen to fill my water bottle.

Kent emerged from down the hall, and I kept my gaze down, waiting for the water to reach the brim.

"Leaving?" I nodded in response to Kent's inquiry.

"Ye