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I didn’t deserveanyonetaking such good care of me. Not when I couldn’t repay them for what they’d all done for me.
Two days later, and I still hadn’t found the courage to turn on my phone. I couldn’t handle seeing Liam’s texts or listening to his voice mails.
I was already so in love with him, but sometimes love wasn’t enough.
I had failed him.
And I couldn’t face it.
Taylor plopped down by my feet. “Do you want to talk about it yet?”
I rubbed at my stinging nose. “There’s nothing to talk about.”
“You’re right. Only that you’re here on my couch instead of at Liam’s house, doing whatever it is people madly in love do.”
“The same thing you and Dean would be doing if I weren’t here on your couch,” I said, and Taylor leaned her elbow on the back of the couch, holding her head in her hand with a quiet snicker.
“We’re in a fight.”
I tossed her a bland look. “You’re always in a fight.”
“He wants to get married,” she said on a sigh, like it was the worst thing ever.
“Oh. The. Horror.”
She bit back a smile. “I have things to do.”
“Things you can’t do while you’re married?” I asked, setting my feet in her lap.
“Well…no, but I feel like we finally found a good rhythm in our work and home life, and I want to enjoy that more, instead of jumping right into marriage. We haven’t even been together a year.”
I lifted my shoulder. “But when you know, you know.”
She shook her head at me. “You’re too romantic.”
“And you’re too pragmatic.”
“So let me solve your problem with Liam, and you can pick out my wedding dress.”
I sat up. “That means you’ll say yes.”
“Eventually, yes. Not right now.”
I blew a raspberry in her direction. “But you two are perfect for each other.”
Her eyes took on some faraway glint as her lips tilted up slightly, and even though I was so happy for my sister, I turned back to the TV, my stomach in knots again.
I watched Mary Poppins help Bert and the kids jump into his chalk drawing—my favorite part—but right as Bert started dancing with the penguins, Taylor nudged my thigh. “So…”
“So?” I grumbled, refusing to look away from Bert and the penguins waddling.
“So, I understand you’re upset Finn got hurt, but what I don’t understand is why you’re still here, acting as if a couple of staples is the end of the world.”
“Don’t be so flippant,” I snapped, removing my feet from her lap to sit up straight. I draped the blanket around me like a shield. “This isn’t a joke,” I said, my voice losing its hard edge when it wobbled. “It’s… It’s…”
Taylor leaned in, curling her hand around my shoulder. “It’s what?”
I shook my head as my eyes filled with tears, unable to get it out.
