C83 Chapter 83

Medora

I didn’t know what to think about what I had just watched.

It surprised me—shocked me, even—but the sting of it didn’t linger.

Maybe I should have felt hurt.

But I didn’t.

I was just done.

Laura’s driver took me back home. I needed to see Clyde. To tell him the truth.

He was staying in his father’s room, so I went up there.

I didn’t knock. I just pushed the door open