Jordan held me tight, his long fingers gently ruffling my hair as he let out a sigh full of helplessness.
“Seriously? You’re still pretending in front of me? It’s only been 550 days, not fifty years. I know you too well.”
“And don’t bother hiding it, the guilt in your eyes is so obvious. Why are you pushing me away?”
The icy wall I tried so hard to build up just crumbled instantly.
Jordan's known me forever — twenty-something years of growing up together. There’s no way I can fool him.
“Jordan…”
“Is it because you’re worried Ronald won’t like it? You’d toss me aside over him?”
I stepped back and looked at his fair, gentle face, shaking my head. “No, it’s not about him... it’s me. I—I feel too guilty. I don’t even know how to face you.”
He lightly tapped my nose wi
