Mark’s whole body tensed, and he sat up, pulling away from me. I could see his jaw clench and unclench as his mind raced over my words. “What happened?” His voice was surprisingly calm.
“Not what you’re thinking. Well, I don’t actually know what you’re thinking. I should just tell you so you don’t think it’s worse.” I took a deep breath, trying to calm my mind. After how Jori reacted in our conversation, I was terrified of how Mark would react. What if he rejected me too? What if he thought I wanted Jori and only picked him because Jori rejected me?
I pulled away from Mark, knowing I wouldn’t be able to think straight in his arms. I sat cross-legged on the bed and looked at Mark. He was silently waiting for me to explain myself.
“When you were in your coma, Jori approached me. He asked
