Addi isn’t in here either, and the shop is empty. I park my ass on the couch and grab the pillow, punching the shit out of it.
Finn and Addi. What in the fuck?
Why? Why?
I punch the pillow harder, blow after blow giving me no relief.
Did Cole tell you how he killed his girlfriend?
I didn’t fucking kill her.
She killed herself.
And I still blame myself for it every fucking day.