Chapter 110: Secrets

The next evening, I was feeling no better at my current situation and Tessa could tell. Was it because I’d been swirling my cereal in the same pattern for the whole hour? Perhaps. But I’d like to think it was because Tessa was a wonderful friend.

“Do you…want to talk about it?” she asked as my spoon skimmed past another soggy cheerio. I shrugged.

“Don’t know what there’s to chat about,” I huffed.