Bruised Pride

NOLAN’S POV

To say I wasn't embarrassed was a lie after Kellan had walked away and I stood there, not wanting to draw attention to myself or make my father more pissed than he already was.

The next morning, I woke up already angry. Not the dull, lingering kind of anger that fades after sleep. No, this was the sharp, violent kind that sat in my chest like broken glass.

Kellan’s punch replayed in my