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"It doesn't matter."

"Of course it does."

"You shouldn't be with me." His voice is dripping with hurt, but it's still confident. Sure.

"I get to decide that."

"Yeah. But I do too." He takes a step backward. "I'm sorry, Kay. Have a safe flight."

Then he turns and leaves.

And takes my heart with him.

Chapter Forty-Seven

Brendon

I sit in my car for a fucking eternity.

I check the flight notice again and again.

Boarding.

Boarded.

On its way.

I turn my car on. Plug my cell into the stereo. Blast something by The Descendants.

The parking fee is a fucking crime.

But I don't care.

I take the streets to Lincoln and I drive. I drive until the street becomes Pacific Coast Highway proper. I drive until I'm curving around Pacific Palisades then the Malibu hills.

It doesn't help my thoughts come together.

I keep seeing the hurt on Kaylee's face.

Like I ripped her heart in half.

I was sure I was right. That hurting her was a necessary evil. That she shouldn't be with me much less love me.

But the more I drive, the less sense it makes.

Chapter Forty-Eight

Kaylee

I rest my head against the window and watch the clouds roll by.

It's strange. I'm empty. But my thoughts have nowhere to go.

My head is only more of a mess.

Brendon insisting I shouldn't love him.

Emma calling me a liar.

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