I interrupted, “If they weren’t losers or assholes, I’d give them more of a chance.”
“Korah,” she pleaded, taking my hand in hers. “You haven’t been the same since Christopher. And I get it, totally, but you can’t withhold trust forever. Some time, at some point, you have to give someone a chance.”
“No, I don’t,” I huffed. Her words were correct, but I wasn’t ready. I couldn’t forget what he did to me, all the trauma I endured. Trusting men was too risky.
“Then will you go for me? Be my date?” she smiled. Her lower lip twitched, and I knew she would give me the pout if I didn’t agree.
“Fine! But I’m not going for guys. I’m not dating anyone. I’m not even dancing with anyone,” I warned.
She squealed, a high pitched sound that stung my eardrums. “You are going to have so much fun! Go, go, go. Get ready! We are leaving after I get us some breakfast,” she instructed, snatching her keys off the table. “I’ll be back in a few!”
I sat there, glaring at the door, for longer than I should have. She meant well, I knew, but that didn’t stop the sinking feeling in my gut. Halloween was just days away…and this was so much more than a party. Something was going down. I didn’t know if she planned it or not, but I knew more than dancing and haunted houses would be happening on Halloween.
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