Your First Love Can Keep You
Language: en
After Declan secretly drove Marissa home for what felt like the hundredth time, I was done. A bone-deep, marrow-sucking exhaustion washed over me. I told him it was over. He buried his face in his hands, playing the tortured victim. "Just because I gave her a ride?" "What exactly do I have to do for you to be satisfied, Paige?" "We’re in the same department. It’s a professional requirement. I can’t just cut her out of my life." I stared at the tube of lip gloss tucked beneath the passenger seat. A harsh, hollow laugh scraped its way up my throat. "Is it because she’s a colleague that…