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embarrassing yourself. It's over, Evie. It's been over." He wasn't yelling, but he wasn't whispering either.
    I felt like I'd been hit with a cannon or maybe a house. I must have heard him wrong. Shaking my head, I tried to speak, "I—"
    "Don't, okay." His voice was so mean and angry. His sexy thin upper lip was pulled up in a look of disgust. "Look, I thought I was in love with you, but being away has shown me that it was all about the sex. I'd be more than happy to keep using you for that, but your damn brother would kill me, so it's over. Just walk away." He shoved me from him, and I stumbled back a few steps. His eyes narrowed apologetically for just a split second before the hardness came back. "Stay away from me."
    Sonya put her arm around me and helped me walk back toward the elevator. My mind was completely numb. I couldn't pay attention to anything. His words kept repeating in my head over and over again, but I just couldn't process it all. Why had he said those things? He was using me for sex? But we never had sex. The night in the sleeping bag when I'd begged him to kiss me and make me forget everything floated through my mind. He tried to stop me from taking my shirt off, from taking our make-out session beyond kissing. It just made no sense. I turned it all over in my mind again and again.
    "Evie, please say something, or I'll have Anise here admit you into the psych ward."
    I stared at Sonya, realizing she was talking to me. Then I turned to notice a thin red-head on the other side of me. Looking around, I took in the lockers, the bench I was sitting on, and the green scrubs lying around. I turned back to Sonya. "We've never had sex."
    She started laughing and shaking her head as Anise smiled and stood up. I pulled in a deep breath and let it out slowly. He lied. The whole thing had to be a lie. I should have known it from the word "stop," but I'd been so wrapped up in the intense happiness of being in his arms that I wasn't thinking straight.
    "I gotta get back," Anise said, still smiling. "Are you gonna be okay?"
    I nodded. "He was lying."
    Sonya rolled her eyes at me. "No shit, Sherlock. I can't believe it took you so long to figure that one out."
    "I just—I wasn't expecting that. I should have been, I know. But I wasn't."
    "Fair enough." Sonya put her arm around my shoulders again. "Let's head home and formulate a plan of attack. Mom and Dad should be there by the time we get home." At my horrified eyes, she reasoned, "Hey, I was really worried about you."
    I let my shoulders fall. All I needed was more hovering. Sure I'd gone into my own little world for a few minutes, but was it really asking so much to be given some time to process things?
    Sonya kept her arm looped through mine as we walked to the elevator. She whispered to me, "You okay?"
    I nodded, but a severe chill went down my spine as we stepped onto the elevator. The doors closed, and I leaned back a bit to peek at the four other people surrounding us. There was an older man with gray hair I'd never seen before, a young woman who was maybe in her twenties holding a sleepy toddler, and someone in the back corner farthest from me. I couldn't make out who the person was, but something about them made me uneasy. I told myself it was leftover nerves from my awful reunion with Dev.
    As the elevator stopped on another floor, the woman with her child got out. I tightened my hold on Sonya's arm, and she patted my hand in a comforting way. It was so hard not to push the button for the fourth floor again. Leaving the hospital when I knew Dev was in the building took a lot of willpower. But I needed to think it all through and come up with a plan. He pushed me away for a reason, and I needed to figure that out.
    When the old man shifted to lean against the back wall of the elevator, I finally got a good look at the person in the corner. My heart started beating rapidly as I saw a familiar profile, but I couldn't place who it was. When he looked over at me