Liam didn't like the feeling. It was unfamiliar. Uncomfortable.
Mandy laughing with someone else. Mandy walking beside someone else.Mandy smiling—
Not because of him. "Bro, you're quiet again," Mark said.
"Just tired." He said. That was a lie.
Because every time he saw her—
He felt it again. That tightness in his chest. That small, irritating thought.
"I wish that was me." Liam sighed.
"…So this is what it feels like."
"Jealousy."