I felt Mason ease into the room.
My back was turned as I stared out the window, but I knew I was right when I heard the door click closed.
“You okay?” he asked.
I had no reason not to be, but I wasn’t.
“I’m trying to remember why we hated Becky and Adam so much in high school. I can’t remember.” I turned around, hugging myself. “I felt the anger. It was this surge. It was overwhelming. Mason, I haven’t felt like that since my mom, since I moved in with you and Logan in the first place. I…” What was going on with me?
“We’re older. The wounds are still there, but I get it.” He shrugged. “I’ve been having a hard time remembering why I loathed Quinn so much, too. I mean, I remember when he tried to take you from me, but the guy’s been easy to work with. I’m glad he got in your face tonigh
