Hillary
“So, Billary has ended?”
“Stop talking about it, gee—and what the f**k is Billary anyway?” I take another sip of the Don Julio Georgia’s been forcing down my throat.
“It’s the couple name I made for you guys, and I can’t stop talking about it because I was rooting for you both, not that silly lake or Jake or whatever his name is anyway.”
I shoot her a glare.
“That’s my fiancé, Gee. And… why do you hate him now anyway? You used to like him at the beginning,” I say.
“Hmm, maybe because I’m not blinded by some fairytale love, and I can tell that he isn’t over his first love. He’d choose her over you in a heartbeat,” she replies.
“So why isn’t he with her then?” I ask, rubbing my neck.
It feels like Ben’s fingers are still wrapped around it. I never saw him as that strong befo
