Chapter 133

I chuckled. "Brandon, I've made myself clear. Since we have different goals, let's call it off, then." "But don't you need a boyfriend?" Brandon pressed. "Yes, I do, but I can't handle a military guy like you. I'll figure something else out." My response seemed to darken his gaze even more. I half-expected him to protest or compromise, but he surprised me by saying nothing at all. I had overestimated myself. "Well, then, I'm sorry for overstepping," I said. Turning away, I hurried into my car as though eager to escape the scene. It wasn't until I was sure Brandon couldn't see me that I finally stopped the car. After taking a deep breath, I regretted the reckless impulsiveness of last night's drinks. I should have asked Derick to pretend to be my boyfriend instead of getting involved with Brandon. But it was too late for regrets now. After calming my nerves, I drove to a flower shop, bought a bouquet, and headed to my parents' grave. Apart from occasions like their birthd