Chapter 32

Landon looks up at me from the paper, eyes filled with a little worrisome but mostly guilt. My mouth was open, speechless as all I could do was stare off into the blank space. It felt like my heart had stopped. I shifted uncomfortably from my seat. For three years? Eight grand in three years. I can hear Landon turning towards me in his seat, the soft leather creating a soft sound of friction as he tries to make eye contact with me. "I can help you," he spoke up in the silence, voice soft...