Quin
I couldn’t believe I was about to walk into a room full of people I haven’t seen in 6 months. I felt like a lamb being led to the slaughter.
“Chin up buttercup. These are your friends.” I gave her a pointed look. We were just outside Train, the newest restaurant, lounge, lesbian bar place.
“Backstabbers more like.”
“I thought you were over it.” She arched a brow.
“I am.” I blew out a breath “I just-it’s been a while... I’m embarrassed okay.”
“Don’t be.” Her smile