Snake Eyes (The Masks Series Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
My plan was to make it to Gramps’ by sunset. My day had been total shit. Watching Caity run away from me hurt like hell, her words still open bullet wounds in my chest. I felt like such an idiot. I drove home in a mindless stupor, which eventually bubbled into my standard rage. By the time I got back to my house, I was fuming. If Caity had been there to read me, she would have given me that sympathetic smile and told me it wasn’t my fault. People didn’t reject me because of who I was. They all walked away for different reasons. But no matter how anyone put it, the truth remained the same. People left me and there was nothing I could do about it. I walked to my room, fighting despair and an overwhelming sense of hopelessness. It didn’t help that draped over the chair in the corner was Caity’s sweater. The shards of ice running through my veins became chunks of wood that sliced and tore, leaving behind painful splinters.
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