“She didn’t believe I was innocent.”
“I heard she fought for you in court.”
“Too little, too late,” I said harshly.
“Is that your pride talking?”
“I… I don’t know.”
“Well, figure it out,” he told me commandingly. “Your pride is not worth losing a good woman over.”
A part of me knew that was true. But another part of me couldn’t quite get over the hurt. Added to which, Rachel hadn’t tried to make contact with me since I’d been released. Maybe she wasn’t as invested in our relationship as I had originally thought.
I wanted to speak to her…but I had already been burnt once, and I wasn’t willing to taste fire again.