The Bad Gentleman
I nod, tilting my head back, blinking so the tears threatening to fall stay exactly where they are.
"It's not a big deal," another lie, in fact the biggest lie I've told, when I know for certain that it's a big deal. Marriage is a big deal. And the fact that I heard about his like a criminal overhearing a sentence meant to ruin her made it worse.
Wiping my face with the back of my hands, I set the cold wet socks on my lap, without any care about it leaving a wet spot, because I can’t find it in me to care about anything right now, aside from the hollow feeling in my chest.