LeslieThe cold morning breeze hit my face in a velvety, smooth touch, and my lips curled up in a soft, mild smile, which contrasted with how my first night at Alex’s place went. I had cried myself to sleep and though Ethan’s call had been a salve to my wounded heart, it still didn’t change the fact that I cried. I tucked strands of hair that danced with the breeze behind my ears but they kept flying to my face. “Isn’t that enough air for the day?” Ethan’s voice drew me out of my solitude. “Right,” I said, a little sad as I winded the glass back up. “No. I didn’t mean it that way,” he said, squeezing my thigh a little bit and I shot him an uncomfortable smile. “Okay,” I answered dryly, moving my thigh away from his touch and he chuckled. “You’re still trying to be faithful to him?” “I have no reason not to be,” he clenched his jaw and tightened his grip around the steering wheel before straining his lips in a thin line—what was supposed to be a smile. “Were you forced into th
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