For the last thousand days or so, I had been a victim to Cliff’s judgement, guilt, and blackmail; even becoming numb to it and eventually returning to whatever resemblance of normal awaited me on the other side of this. Because until now, I never had anything worth losing, and even if we had only shared a single kiss brought on by desperation to appear inconspicuous-I didn’t want to lose what was developing with Easton; something I knew he reciprocated as he was hurt to learn my attentions could have been on someone else. If only I could explain to him how wrong he was...that there was never a single point in time that I wanted or thought of anything like this with Cliff. But he had witnessed it and I couldn’t blame him for being upset, but then I thought of the girl in his shower that ver
