you glared at sam, tears that threatened to fall, burning your eyes. you refused to cry, not now, and definitely not in front of him.

“tell me we weren’t just friends..” you shake your head, brows furrowed. after all the time you spent together, that’s what he thought? “this doesn’t make much sense.”

he looked at you apologetically, his hand reaching out to touch your arm. “no, baby, that’s not how it was-“ he stopped talking when you pulled away from him, his words falling short.