LOGINWESTLEY
WESTLEY“HAVE DINNER with us tonight.” I held his hands and squeezed them while I looked at him in awe—he grew up pretty fast into a handsome man, and I couldn’t believe he finished college on his own. Austen inspired me.Austen shook his head slowly. “No, Harry. I don’t want you to get into trouble. The
CLYVE
CLYVE
WESTLEYDAD SIGHED shakily. “I get it you hate me for turning my back on you, for hurting you, and for not believing in you.”
WESTLEYCLOSING MY eyes, I took a deep breath the moment I climbed out of the cab.
CLYVEIHADbeen staring at the white wall for God knew how long until I was interrupted.