Casey and I did not speak to each other on the drive home.
I didn't even have anything reasonable to say. I feel no remorse for my actions, and a part of me feels very relieved that the hiding and sneaking about is over at last. I only feel sorry for Dr. Storm. He's been best friends with Dad ever since they were in diapers, and what happened today has greatly impacted their friendship.
Things would never remain the same between them again.
When Casey pulls up to the house, he kills the engine and sits back, a faraway look on his face. He's only twenty but looks forty at that very moment. I know he's hurting. But I also know he'll heal.
It's always only a matter of time.
"So..." he trails off, sighing. "How long...how long has this been going on between the both of you?"
I open my mo
