Copyright 2021 A.M. WilliamsIt was dark enough now that I couldn’t make out anything on his face. That was probably a good thing. If he looked anything like I did, he probably looked ravaged at this conversation. “That hurts,” he admitted. I nodded. “I know. I’m sorry. I was a selfish asshole then. I never really got over it until I left for the military.” Luke said nothing for several minutes and I thought the topic was done. But he eventually spoke up. “What made you join up?” “A few things.” I sighed as I remembered deciding to join up. “I hadn’t wanted to join. But whatever money my parents had went to paying off debts, and Aunt Sarah said that if I didn’t get aid or a scholarship, she couldn’t help.” I snorted and shook my head. “I know now that was a bunch of bullshit. I think she wanted me to pave my own way.” “What do you mean by that?” he asked when I didn’t immediately continue. “Let’s just say that having seen the contents of my aunt’s accounts, she could have easily paid to send me to college a few times and not put a dent in anything.” “Ouch.” “Yeah, ouch.” I blew out a breath. “It is what it is. Joining the military was the best thing for me then. I was still in so much pain from my parents’ dying that I needed to get away. The military allowed me to do that, though I ended my career in Goldsboro, a place that’s only a little over an hour from here.” Neither of us spoke for several long moments. I waited for him to say something else, whether about what I revealed to him or about his own life after I left. But he gave me nothing as we continued to eat. “I’m going to head out,” Luke finally said, pushing himself to stand. I could only stare at him. “What?” He shook his head and said nothing, walking away from me. I stared after him, trying to figure out what had just happened. I poured my heart out to him about my parents dying and how much I’d struggled. And he’d just… walked away.. “What the fuck?” I muttered as I watched him say his goodbyes, shaking hands and giving out hugs like he’d been a part of this group for years. “Like, seriously, what the fuck?” He disappeared around the side of the house. I looked back to the group and met Zoe’s gaze. She stared at me for a few beats, asking what was up with her eyes. I had no fucking clue, so I just shrugged. I knew one thing, though. If Luke thought I was just going to open myself up to him and let him shit all over me, he had another think coming. I’d bared my soul, and he hadn’t reacted. Well. Fuck him. I was officially done.
About A.M. WilliamsA.M. Williams is just a simple girl from the south that found herself living abroad. When she’s not annoying her cat or reading, she’s spending time with her husband and traveling as much as possible. She has a serious case of wanderlust and wants to go as many places as possible while she can. She loves Cheerwine, sweet tea, and North Carolina (eastern style) BBQ as well as those crystal clear waters on the North Carolina coast. Follow: Facebook | Twitter | Instagram | Reader Group | Goodreads | BookBub | Website | Amazon
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