“What’s that look?” he asks, leaning closer. “I sense something.”
“Something like what?” I reply, trying to sound casual but failing.
“Animosity, bad vibes. I’m always right about stuff like this.”
I exhale. “A lot happened while you were off the grid. A lot.”
“You broke up?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.
“Do I really have to spell it out?” I snap.
He claps loudly, laughter bursting from him like he can’t contain it. A few people glance over, but he keeps going, finally stopping to catch his breath.
“My misery must make you really happy,” I narrow my eyes at him.
“Trust me, I am happy for you,” he says. “It was long overdue.”
You’d think that after hearing the same thing from practically everyone else, Jessy would be the odd one out. But no. Was I really that blind with Sean? Nobod
