Chapter 92

"You need to tell him, chica."

Ella leaned forward on the couch, elbows on her knees, head in one hand, phone in the other. The knots in her stomach were tying more knots. Her cousin wasn't saying anything Ella didn't already know. Or think about every hour on the hour.

"I'm trying to figure out how. Every time I try to bring it up, he shuts me down."

Two weeks they'd been doing the dating thing, and every moment her guilt peaked. Jason had an inability to discuss serious topics. At least, for long anyway. They did have conversations, brushed on the difficult moments from their pasts, but if the matter went too deep, his switch flipped and he was done.

"That's not an excuse. You're a big girl. He deserves the truth." Greta sighed one of her infamous drama-laced exhales. "I understand it's hard, but the longer you wait, the more upset he'll be."

"I know." Gosh, did she ever know.