Chapter 6

I blinked, surprised by the anger in her voice. I couldn’t understand why she was so upset.

I thought back to a similar night, years ago, when it was raining and Sarah was out with Daniel. I’d called her several times, asking where she was and when she’d be home. I even offered to pick her up.

She’d snapped at me, saying I was being ridiculous. “Daniel’s here,” she’d said. “He’ll drop me off. Stop worrying so much.”

She accused me of being jealous, claiming I just couldn’t stand the idea of her spending time with Daniel. She said my need for control was suffocating her.

Now that I was giving her the freedom she’d asked for, she was mad at me for not calling.

I couldn’t figure out what she wanted from me anymore.

Calmly, I replied, “You’re with Daniel. I don’t have anything to worry about. Stay out as long as you want—he’ll make sure you get home safely.”

Sarah’s eyes widened, stunned.

Maybe she was surprised by how casually I mentioned Daniel’s name, or by how unconcerned I seemed about them spending so much time together.

Her expression shifted, and she quickly offered an explanation.

“Today’s the anniversary of Daniel’s mom’s passing,” she said. “He’s been really upset, and as his friend, I couldn’t just leave him alone. You understand, right? Please don’t take it the wrong way.”

I nodded, my voice steady. “I understand. It’s a hard day for him. You’re right to stay with him.”

My calm response seemed to throw her off.

She studied my face, searching for any sign of anger or jealousy, but found none.

Her tone softened as she said, “Matt, I bought a new set of pajamas today—black lace. Do you want to see how they look? You can tell me if they’re a good fit.”

I glanced at her, caught off guard.

This was unusual. Sarah never apologized or extended an olive branch unless I begged her to. She always held the upper hand, making me grovel before she’d agree to forgive me.

Now, she was reaching out first, trying to make peace.

But I pretended not to notice the meaning behind her words.

“There’s no need,” I said flatly. “If you like them, that’s all that matters. Go back to your room and get some sleep.”