XANDER
It was almost 10 in the evening when I finally made it home, and damn, I missed my Emi. I hope she's knocked out right now because I'm not ready to tell her everything just yet, or maybe I just don't know how to.
Seeing her waiting for me for so long would crush my heart, especially when all I did was chill at Jace's crib, working out and downing drinks with him.
Whenever I feel like crap, I drown my sorrows in alcohol. And yeah, I feel like crap for straight-up lying to her. But hey, I've got my reasons, okay?
It's better to hit her with the truth than to smooch her with a white lie, asshole.
I shake my head in frustration as I park my car as quietly as possible, not wanting to disturb her slumber.
I sneak into the house as stealthily as I can and peek through the crack in ou
