Chapter 68

Gage stood under the warm shower, his eyes closed, and his head tilted back. The water cascaded down his face, washing away the sweat and grime of the day. But no matter how hard the water poured, it couldn't wash away the thoughts that plagued his mind.
Nicole's face haunted him, her bright smile, her sparkling eyes, and her soft, full lips. He remembered the way she laughed, the way her hair fell down her back, and the way her skin felt beneath his fingers.
But most of all, he remembered the way she slapped him, the way her eyes flashed with anger, and the way her voice trembled with hurt. He cringed at the memory, regret washing over him like a tidal wave.