Her brow scrunches together, trying to deny what she’s already admitted with everything but her words. “Don’t flatter yourself.”
“I thought it would be easier that way. For you to wake up and find me gone.”
“Bullshit,” she snaps. “It was easier for you to just get lost before I woke up. Don’t pretend like your decision had anything to do with me.”
“I assumed you’d forget about me and move on with your life.”
“I did,” she snaps. “I have.”
I raise my eyebrows, but say nothing. She’s busy gnashing her teeth and failing miserably at keeping her emotions caged up. If it weren’t for the rolling thunder overhead, I would have been able to hear her molars grind. Huffing, she turns and makes another attempt to get back into her car.
“This time, it’s not drivable,” I tell her, walking over. “Y
