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I’d recognize his low, gravelly voice anywhere, but that’s not even what hurts the most. What drives a hot poker through my chest are the black stones clasped around his wrist.
He’s still wearing the bracelet I made him.
I make the mistake of looking up, allowing our eyes to meet for three heart-splitting seconds.
Finn looks good.
Devastatingly good.
His dark, messy hair flows in front of his eyes, the sharp definition of his jaw prominent in this light. He seems less angry than before, and his red eyes tip me off as to why. He’s been drinking. Maybe smoking, too.
He’s lost his inhibitions, which would explain why he suddenly doesn’t hate me anymore. An apology gleams in his gaze, but I ignore him, focusing on the broken glass at my feet.
“Are you seriously not going to look at me?” He sounds pained, but I don’t give him the time of day. “You can’t ignore me forever, Dia.”
Watch me.
My irritation morphs into shock when I pick up a piece of glass too fast and slice the heel of my hand open.
“Shit.” I wince, my eyes riveted to the blood dripping down my wrist. It’s his fault—he’s distracting me.
“Let me see,” Finn says, but it doesn’t sound like a request.
“I’m fine.” Nausea rolls through my stomach.
Weird. I usually don’t have a problem with blood.
“Dia…”
“I said I’m fine.”
“For fuck’s sake.” Finn huffs, grabbing my wrist in spite of my objection. He examines the cut for a few seconds. “It’s not that deep.”
Meanwhile, I can’t even look at the cut without feeling dizzy. On that note, he pushes to his feet and offers me his hand. I refuse his help just to spite him, getting up on my own. He doesn’t let that deter him.
“I’ll help you bandage it.” He gestures for me to follow him.
I don’t miss a beat. “I don’t need your help.”
“Who the fuck broke one of my mom’s crystal glasses?” Theo’s voice cuts across the room, and I look up to see him standing at the door. He just walked in.
So, the glass I broke was crystal?
He makes his way over. “Not to be a dick, but whoever did that owes me a hundred bucks. I’d like to live to see graduation.”
My throat tightens.
A hundred bucks?
I figured it was expensive, but that’s a lot.
I heave a sigh. “Sorry, Theo, it was—”
Finn cuts in. “Me. It was me. I broke the glass.”
I press my lips together, blinking up at him. He took the blame. Why would he do that?
Theo notices my bloody hand and cringes. “What happened? Shit looks nasty.”
