Pucking Hate You, My Bully Captain
“Zach, I know you said the project is really intense but that’s I really want to do something nice for you, I booked us a table at The Anchor for Friday. Just say yes. You deserve a break from all this project stress and everything else.”
Zach hesitated, eyes flicking to me for a split second. I saw the exhaustion there, the emotional whiplash between us, the fresh paranoia from the sleeping photo, the need for something simple.
Something that wasn’t me.
“Yeah,” he said finally, voice tentative. “Okay. Friday works.”
The words gutted me.
“Great!” Damien let out a triumphant smile. “I’ll see you then.”
We kept walking and I acted like it didn’t feel like dying, but inside the jealousy and fea
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