The ride back home was excruciatingly awkward. Chase and I barely spoke a word to each other, the tension between us thick and heavy. I stared out the window, trying to process everything that had happened. Chase's secrets, his lies, his sudden change in behavior... it all swirled together in my mind like a toxic storm.Chase tried to break the silence a few times, but I shut him down. I didn't want to hear his excuses, his justifications. I just wanted the truth, which he obviously wasn't ready to give.As he rounded the corner to the house, Chase turned to me, his eyes softening. "Elodie, can we talk?"I shook my head, not looking at him. "No, Chase. We can't."He sighed, frustration etched on his face. "Elodie, please. I need to explain-""No, Chase," I cut him off, my voice firm. "You had your chance to explain. Now it's too late."I got out of the car, slamming the door behind me. Chase followed, but I didn't look back. I didn't want to see his face, his eyes. I didn't want to fe
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