GUILT LAURA

I closed the door to Josh's room as quietly as I could, my chest heaving like I'd just run a marathon. My legs felt shaky, my hands trembling as I pressed them against the cool wood for support. The air in the hallway was stifling, thick with everything. I'd just done. What the hell was wrong with me?

I was supposed to be here for Jess. Jess. My best friend. And instead, I'd—

My stomach churned violently, and I bit down on my lip hard enough to taste blood. I needed to move. I needed to do something, anything, to wash away the guilt clawing its way up my throat.

I stumbled down the hall and into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me. The sound of the lock clicking into place gave me a fleeting sense of security, but it was quickly replaced by the suffocating weight of my actions.

I turned the shower on full blast, not waiting for the water to warm up. The icy spray hit my skin, and I gasped, but I didn't step away. Instead, I grabbed the loofah and soap and scrubbed. Hard.

It wasn't enough.

No matter how much I washed, no matter how red my skin

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the shame.

brother, for crying out

shut as the events of the night played on a loop in my head. His hands, his mouth, the way he'd looked at me like I was the only thing in the world

reflection in the mirror. My eyes were red-rimmed, my cheeks flushed from

leggings and an oversized hoodie before heading downstairs. The kitchen was dark, but I didn't bother turning on the lights. Instead, I moved on autopilot, grabbing the coffee pot and setting it to brew. The soft gurgle of the machine filled the

I have done

into her home, into her life, and I'd repaid her by crossing the

myself. It didn't matter what Josh had said or

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cups, adding cream and sugar to one just the way Jess liked it. I was going to tell her. She deserved to know the truth, even if it

waiting for her. My heart was

stopped when she saw me sitting there, and for a moment, I thought she could see

hands around the cup but not drinking. She stared at the window,

to tell you something," I began,

me off. "Me first," she said, her voice

hard, nodding.

took a deep breath, her hands tightening around

words hit me like a freight train, and my

I whispered,

lips trembling. "We went to the park

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