Chapter 238: Emotional Reset, Part 2

I lingered in Trent's arms for a few more minutes, and then I forced myself to back away. "Good night," I said, and then I went straight to Whitney's room without looking back. Closing her bedroom door, I leaned against it and took a deep breath.

Whitney stared at me with a curious expression. "What happened?" she asked.

I shook my head.

Whitney was off the bed and enveloping me in a hug before I could say anything. I soaked in her concern and solidarity, hoping it gave me the strength to face the next couple of hours. Days. Weeks.

"Tell me what happened." Whitney took my hand and dragged me toward the bed.

I flopped down. "Where's Abby?"

"She's still out with Wyatt."

"Oh." I rubbed my hands over my face, and then I told her all about my date with Jax, my conversation with Trent in the hallway, and how I suffered from horrible guilt every time I was with Jax.

"Wait, Trent asked you to sleep in his room. With him. And you're in my room because. . .?" Whitney said.