Old Wounds

CADE

The rain hammers down in heavy sheets, soaking my shirt and clinging to the burn scars on my back as thunder rolls overhead.

"That depends on you," he says calmly.

"On what?"

"You should break up with her."

I stare at him, rain streaming down my face.

Darius folds his hands in his lap. "You end the relationship. You disappear. You never contact her again, never go near her family, and n