Chapter 31

Well, that was different. I turn to Luke, who’s staring into space.

“You alright?” I ask, knowing it’s a stupid question to ask. But what else can I say? I mean to hear me speak so frankly about my past and being so indifferent to it….

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asks, searching my eyes.

“Talking about my past is a bit of a mood killer.” I smirk, his eyes harden. “What do you want me to say? That I’m sorry I haven’t told you everything? I still haven’t told my therapist everything, let alone anyone else.”

“No, no… I-I just want to know” he puts his hands on his knees rubbing his legs in frustration.

“It happened, Luke. There’s nothing I can do to change that. No matter how many times I wished for it, prayed for it.” I look up at the ceiling, willing the tears to go away. “I choose when and who I tell. There are two people in this world that know all of it and that’s Dean and me. Of course, my therapist knows more than anyone else, including my mother. Talking about this, reliving it