Page 106 of Just Friends


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She rubs at her eyes, smearing her makeup more, and blinks away tears. “Promise you won’t judge.”

I reach forward and squeeze her hand. “Promise not to judge.”

She inhales a breath of courage. “I’m sleeping with a professor.”

Oh, man.

That confession hits close to home.

“I take it that fell apart?” I ask in concern.

“I didn’t know he was married!” she shrieks, the tears reemerging. “I was over at his house earlier and went through his phone.” Her voice rises. “He was texting someone he calledMy Wife. He got married in Vegas last weekend!” She snags a flip-flop from the floor and throws it across the room. “I’m so fucking stupid!”

My body stiffens, ice chilling my veins. “What?”

“He’s been sleeping with some other slut and married her,” she seethes, the words spewing out like venom. She slams her palm against her chest, her cries louder. “Why wouldn’t he marry me? Why’d he pick some skank-ass ho over me?”

I dread the answer before I ask the question, “Which professor?”

“It doesn’t matter.” She pulls her knees to her chest, resting her chin on them.

“Come on,” I push. “I won’t tell anyone.”

Her nostrils flare, her sadness swirling into anger. “Professor Cordry. Asshole of Psychology.”

My head spins, and I suck in my cheeks to hoard in my anger … my pain.

The name is a slap in the face.

My voice is thick as the words slowly leave my mouth. “I didn’t know you were taking his class.”

“I’m not,” she replies. “We met at the coffee shop on campus. He asked me out, and my dumbass said yes.”

“How long have you been seeing each other?”

“Two months.”

It takes everything I have not to break down next to her.

Call it a heartbreak party.

If I lose it, she’ll know everything.

I have to get out of here.

I snatch my phone and fake getting a text message before jumping to my feet. “I have to go.”

I should hug her, give her a kiss on the cheek, and tell her everything is okay.

But it’s not.

Nothing is okay.

There’s no way I can spew out that bullshit without breaking down.

I have to see him.

I need to kick him in the balls … scream at him … and …divorce him.

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