♡ Shane ♡
The apartment was eerily quiet when I walked in, the kind of silence that made my footsteps sound too loud against the hardwood floor. Casey was back. Her shoes were neatly lined up by the door, and her jacket hung on the hook where it always did. For the first time in days, the place looked like she lived here again. I dropped my gym bag by the couch and let out a slow breath. The tension in my chest hadn’t eased since I had left Megan’s apartment. If anything, it had only gotten worse. The weight of my choices – and the lies I was telling – felt heavier than ever. Casey’s timing wasn’t great though, and while I felt relieved that my girlfriend had returned home, I couldn’t help but also feel a bit annoyed. I hated this. I hated all of it.
“Hey,” Casey’s voice pulled me from m
