Chapter 14

WAYLON

Her eyes are red with tears. They gush out as if someone has turned on a faucet. I didn't expect to be at the end of comforting someone, not since. . .

"I caught my best friend sleeping with my boyfriend in his apartment." She quietens down. "It was our third-year anniversary." She runs a hand through her hair as she wipes the tears with the back of her hand. I watch her do that until I can't control myself from touching her. I have this overwhelming need to hug her tightly and caress her hair. I don't know where this urge is coming from within me. My heart is distant from catching feelings, and me having feelings like this for her is almost beyond the horizon. "They betrayed me, both of them." So, I offer her what I can. I grab her palm tightly, tugging at it, hoping she feels what I'm feeling. "Why did they do that to me?"

She didn't deserve this.

Nobody deserves to be cheated upon by the love of their life.

I can feel her pain when I shouldn't.

"Your boyfriend is a fuckhead.