“That’s not true.”
She raised an eyebrow.
“Okay, maybe we did toward the end, but relationships stall once in a while. It doesn’t mean we should throw it away. I mean, we were together forseven years. Let’s try to fix it,” he said.
She shook her head. “I don’t want to fix it. Scott, if there’s one thing I’ve realized while being here, it’s that I was miserable. I wasn’t living like I should. This place”—she gestured around her—“has captivated me. I finally feel like I belong somewhere. Like I’ve come home.”
She stepped closer to him and set her hand on his chest. “You don’t want me back. If I were to go with you, we’d go back to our normal routine and we’d both be missing out on potential partners that would be much more suitable for us. We both deserve better. And there’s nothing wrong with that. We both got complacent in the lives we were living, but that’s no way to live.”
He sighed. “You’re right.” He sat down on the bed and Lily sat next to him. “I think I’m just so used to having someone there to talk to in the evenings that I missed that companionship.”
“We didn’t really talk that much.”
“I know.”
Lily bumped his shoulder. “So what’s this really about? I thought you were with Mindy now.”
He pulled on the back of his neck. “She’s pretty controlling. It made me realize how laid-back you were about things.”
Lily laughed. “That’s because we weren’t really around each other. We haven’t really connected in a few years.”
“Yeah, you’re right.” He stood up and walked to the window, looking out across the grounds. “So I haven’t booked a return flight yet. Maybe I’ll stay and take in the sights.” He looked back at her. “If you’re okay with that. I don’t want to impose.”
She shook her head and joined him at the window. “You aren’t imposing. It’s a great place. You might find what you’re looking for here.”
And there she stood… side by side with her ex, feeling completely content.
