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“Seriously, how can you not know? It would drive me insane by now.”
“It’s better than knowing you failed,” I mutter, my head still on that conversation with Jade. On her words. “Besides, I gave you a chance to do it, but you didn’t look at the results either.”
“Because it should be you who opens the damn thing!”
What if I lose?
But what if you win?
I could still feel the taste of her soft lips against mine. Smell that sweet scent that’s just her.
I wanted to do it. I wanted to know, dammit, but… There was always a but of some sort.
“Just open it and be done with it. You’ve either passed or failed and have to get your ass to work once again if you want to go to med school, like you’ve been talking about from the first day I met you. Seriously, Wentworth, I didn’t take you for a wuss.” With a shake of his head, he goes toward the door.
Grateful that he’s finally leaving me alone, I turn the letter over, my eyes fixing on the broken seal.
Face your demons, Prescott.
“See, even Jade’s doing better than you. Going out on dates and—”
“What?” I sit upright, the letter falling to my lap as I stare at Spencer. “Jade’s going on a date?”
My heart bangs against my chest as Spencer’s words ring in my mind, mixing with the vision of Jade going out, sitting across from another man holding hands, kissing, and more, so much more. A man that’s not me.
Spencer turns his attention from the window to me. “She’s all dressed up, so I guess she is. Why would she wear a dress otherwise?”
A hundred different reasons.
I push to my feet, going to the window, just to catch a glimpse of a dark SUV pulling out of the parking lot.
Where the hell is she going?
What if I lose?
But what if you win?
With my heart in my throat, I go back to the couch where I dropped the envelope when I got up. The damn thing almost falls in a hurry, but I manage to catch it at the last second. Sliding my fingers through the open seal, I pull the letter out and let the envelope drop to the ground as I start to read.
Dear Mr. Wentworth,
We’re happy to congratulate you…
I reread the letter three times, just to make sure that I have it right before my legs give out on me and I fall down on the couch.
From the corner of my eye, I can see Spencer move closer. “That bad? It’s not the end of the world. You can alwa—”
“I passed,” I say, turning my attention to Spencer, who slowly grins.
“Hell yeah, you did! I knew you could do it.” He slaps me over the shoulder. “Congrats, man!”
I give him a side glance. “Weren’t you just about to tell me I can retake it?”
“I was trying to be supportive. Not that you know how to appreciate it, asshole.”
I lean against the couch, running my hands over my face.
I passed.
