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“Okay, beautiful.”
He passes his phone and I type Rosa’s number. She picks up on the first ring.
“Hello?” her voice is rough and confused from sleep.
“It’s Bee.” I hiccup.
“Bee? Is everything okay? Whose number is this?”
“I need you, Ro.”
“What happened? Are you hurt?” she rapidly fires. “Wait… why do you sound like you’re crying?”
“I-I… It hurts, Ro.”
“Talk to me. You’re scaring me, Bee.”
“Dash.”
My voice trails off but she understands. “Pack your bags and text me the address. I’m coming to get you.” In the background, I hear her shout at someone to fuel the jet her family owns. “Stay strong until I get there, Bee.”
“Okay.”
“I love you.”
When I hang up the phone, Justin makes an attempt to speak, “Bianca—”
“Just take me to the airport,” I cut him off. “I’ll wait there.”
With a sigh, he orders the driver to turn the car around and I gaze out the window. Loyal to his selfish best friend, he defends him and tries to explain.
“Whatever anger you feel at him right now, it is nothing compared to what he feels for himself to this day or the guilt he carries. He blames himself for not stopping a drunk Niall after he left his house, but tragedy waits for no one.”
“I don’t blame him for the accident. It was nobody’s fault and I know if it was in his power, he would’ve done anything to save him,” I murmur. “All he had to do was tell me the truth, Justin, and I would’ve forgiven him.”
“Dash grew up in a dysfunctional home with a father who kept his emotions to himself and neglected him. When you’ve lived like that and someone comes along to fill the empty hole for the first time, you just want to hold on to that ray of light. You’re that ray to him, Bianca.” He pauses and I feel his eyes on me, but I don’t look while crying silently. “You’ve both suffered enough. So don’t sacrifice your future for the sins and mistakes of the past.”
It’s too late now.
It’s over.
Chapter Sixty-four
BIANCA
During the flight, Rosa holds me in her arms in my tattered dress and ruined makeup while I spill everything to her. About the past. Tonight.
Running into Niall’s mom.
The news of his coma.
Dash’s betrayal.
She cries along with me while murmuring apologies and assurances that everything will be all right. I tell her it isn’t her fault but guilt is a heavy emotion. Once it latches itself on to you, it’s hard to let go. Except, she has nothing to be sorry for. Because unlike Dash, her intentions were good and pure.
“I should have never let you marry him, Bee,” she whispers. “I’m so sorry.”
“I don’t want to think about him.”
