I stand there with tears running down my cheeks, but it’s not as if it was hard for them to fall. I’d already been on edge with what had happened in my place, and now I’m watching Knox walk away. He was so cold that it took me all the way back to the bakery that day.
I thought I saw Knox’s anger before, but his father got a whole other level. I hope I didn’t provoke him. While I believe a lot of what I caught him saying, I don’t want to cause more damage to his family. The parts I heard were brutal because Knox unleashed so many bottled-up emotions.
“Glenda?” I turn to her, not sure what to do, but she knows him better than I do. Some of the shock has started to wear off, but now her face is bright red.
When Knox left my place, he took a part of me with him. We’d all stood there in sile
