Laurel
“Did that guy hurt you, Laurel?” Coline asks true concern in her eyes. Grabbing two new champagne flutes, I walk to a table in the back corner. “No, I’m fine. He knew my old roommate from boarding school. Ruined her life.” Which is true. He did know Janet. And he destroyed her life too.
“Did you date him before?”
I huff, rolling my eyes. “No, I didn’t date that guy.” Mental emphasis on the word THAT. I drink another glass needing to calm down. I can feel the alcohol taking effect. I haven’t eaten since lunch….
I truly like Coline and I’m so tired of holding onto this. The alcohol is urging on my desire to tell someone other than my brother. But in her case, she can’t know it’s me.
“He hurt someone I know. I’ll tell you about my friend in boarding school. It was our last year t
