Stiff from the day I had endured, I arrived in the apartment to find Luke sitting at the breakfast bar with his back turned from me. I tried to move past him quickly before being forced to freeze in my tracks when he spoke my name.
"I needed you." The words broke my heart as I recalled them from the night before.
"I just need to shower." I spoke, exhausted and desiring to have a moment to myself, trying to hide my own tears from him.
"My best friend...Devon Coleman...he died, Anna." I turned to face him, seeing a bottle of whiskey on the counter half empty. It was unclear if that was from the night before or if it had been consumed recently; but either way, the temporary temptation called to me like a siren.
"I'm sorry-"
"We chose to lay our lives down for those we love. But he ha
