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It seemed like Amada should have gotten over the breakup by now, but she clearly hadn’t, which further perplexed me.
Maybe the breakup wasn’t mutual, and he was the only one who wanted to be done with her. If that were so, would the same thing inevitably happen tome? I couldn’t bear to think about a future with a broken heart, drifting off into the oblivion of deep space on an outlaw pirate spaceship, alone and struggling to survive.
I gave him an inquisitive stare. “Is that why her behavior is so erratic and toxic?”
“I think so.” He nodded, glancing guiltily at his lap so I must have been getting through to him, chipping away slowly. “I mean, she’s never really been the bubbly type, which is why we didn’t last longer, but she has certainly gotten worse since we broke up.”
“She still wants you back and to have you all to herself.” I declared it as a statement rather than a question, and I dared him to challenge me otherwise.
Cyburn wouldn’t meet my gaze. He looked like a dog with its tail between its legs who had just gotten caught doing something promiscuous. “Yes.”
“So, what are you going to do about it?” I asked, not meaning to sound demanding but that’s what it came out like.
Cyburn inhaled a long breath and waited a moment before releasing it.
“I have been avoiding any complications with her by not pursuing a relationship with anyone else. It’s been a long and lonely year, to be honest.”
I had trouble feeling sorry for him about that if that was his intentions. I was more irritated than anything else.
“Cyburn, she is still inlovewith you,” I said as if he needed to get that issue through his brain and accept it for how dangerous it could potentially end up being for all of us.
Cyburn finally looked at me. His eyes were darker than normal. “Like I said before, the feeling is notmutual.”
I knew I needed to reel back a bit and soften up my touch before I further damagedmybudding relationship with him.
“It’s just… I’m sorry.” I blow out an exasperated breath.
Cyburn gave me a curious frown. “What are you sorry for?”
“I don’t mean to make you dig up your past like this, but your ‘past’is constantly berating me and making my life a livinghellon this ship.”
“Amada will always find something to be miserable about, no matter what,” Cyburn explained. “That’s just how she is.”
“No, it’s more than that,” I argued, shaking my head. “She is going to do anything in her power to win you back.”
Cyburn adamantly shook his head. “That’s never going to happen.Trustme on that one.”
I believed him. He looked disgusted even at the mere thought of getting back together with Amada, but I had quickly learned just how stubborn and short tempered Amada could be. Shethrivedon turning my life on this ship into a waking nightmare.
Cyburn just didn’t seem to understand that topic, which was becoming increasingly frustrating for me to deal with.
We were both pensively quiet for a moment. I was inwardly reflecting on my life choices. It was too late for me to be dropped off at an embassy, I feared. Not that Iwantedto go home without Cyburn, but I wanted him to understand just how cruel and vicious Amada was behaving toward me. The cold shoulder spoke louder than words. So did actions. The age old saying was true on so many levels.
“I just don’t want to deal with the drama that is always involved and swirling around Amada. It’s like a cluster of negative energy that constantly encircles her,” Cyburn admitted, sounding defeated.
I instantly felt sorry for him and mad at myself for pushing him to his limits when it came to her. He looked exhausted, with dark circles under his eyes and slumped posture.
“It’s an uncomfortable situation, I get it,” I acknowledged tenderly. “But we havegotto dosomethingabout it. We can’t just let her rule our lives like this.”
Cyburn chuckled sarcastically. “Speak for yourself. Amada already lives rent free in my head.”
“Well… that’s a problem,” I informed delicately.
Cyburn tightened his jaw and stared straight ahead. “I know it is.” He sighed. “I will do something about her,” he added benignly.
I didn’t put much weight onto it.
“I am just waiting for the right time,” he finished.
