Sally
When I awoke that night, I found myself covered in sheets, with Colby standing in front of the mirror wearing a new set of expensive clothes. I pulled the sheets away and realized I was still naked, though I looked and smelled clean.
Did Colby clean me up?
"Are you awake?" he asked, his voice cold and detached, still not turning to face me.
I moaned softly, holding my throbbing head. Finally, he turned, his brows arched in question.
"Where are you going?" I signed.
"I have a party with the guys to celebrate our win," he answered, and I blinked, nodding in understanding.
I bit my bottom lip, dying to ask him about what happened at the field earlier. Why had he acted that way?
"What's on your mind?" Colby's voice broke through my thoughts. "I know there's something you're dying
