123: Burning

It really is Devon.

He's right where the waiter said he would be. It seems like he's going to be rescuing me from these 'events' often. It happened the last time, too. I wonder if he sensed that I needed to get away from that place and those uppity people. In any case, I'm so grateful that he's here. I'll even forget all about him not telling me the truth. I'm letting go of my anger towards him. It's in the past.

He sees me approaching and says, "Get in the car. We'll talk once we're away from this place. There could be people watching."

I don't give Ferdinand a second thought as I climb inside Devon's car. There's a terrible pain in my chest that won't go away. I can't stop imagining the two of them together in that dark corridor, lips locked. She was pressed against the wall, he was holding her arms. It leaves a bitter taste in my mouth.

Devon speeds away from the parking lot. I breathe a lot easier now that I'm out of that restaurant. I think of my brief encounter with Ethan. He wa