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They’ve gone by in a blur.
In Gage’s eyes, the solution to our problem is simple. I confess why I broke up with him, he’ll digest it and then understand, and then we can work out our problems. He seems to think that, once my truth is out, we’ll heal.
He’s wrong.
The problem is, if I do what he wants, it’ll hurt him more and ruin someone else’s life.
He’s lost too many people.
I won’t let it happen again.
History will repeat itself, and I’ll put other people’s happiness in front of my own.
After I realized our argument was final, I packed what belongings I had and called my dad to pick me up. I cried the entire ride. He asked if I wanted to talk about it and nodded when I shook my head.
I see the questioning looks from my mom each time I come out of my bedroom, but she doesn’t say anything. She was there during my last breakup with Gage.
She knows the symptoms.
Knows when to stay out of it.
All I can think about is what Gage is going through. His losing his son and having no one to comfort him pains me.
I contemplated calling Kyle, but if there’s anything I can give Gage now, it’s my loyalty to keep his secrets.
To rid my mind of him, I’ve buried myself in working, searching for a new home, and clashing with my insurance company to cut me a freaking check.
Stella and Hudson’s rehearsal dinner is tonight. Their wedding is tomorrow, so I plan to be the most proactive bridesmaid in history. Hopefully, it’ll shield me from my thoughts of Gage.
There’s nothing better than throwing yourself into a project while healing from a breakup.
Was it a breakup?
We never technically got back together.
We hung out and slept together a few times but never established anything. Never had thewhat are wetalk.
Losing Gage this time hurts worse than before, but the first breakup prepared me for living a life without him.
Twenty-Nine
Gage
My attention movesfrom the paperwork sitting on my desk to my office door at the sound of a knock.
I’ve slept here for the past four nights.
I grew familiar with the excitement of pulling into my driveway, knowing Lauren was in the loft. She’s gone now, and the reality of that smacks me in the face every time I pull up.
I could move on and forget about her leaving me. I’ve come to terms with what happened years ago, but I’ll never be satisfied with the unexplained reason ofwhyit happened.
Was it something I did?
Did she meet someone else?
Was she no longer in love with me?
Unresolved endings make you question if the late-night conversations, the spilled secrets, the love for you were real. I confessed my demons, opened my chest and bared it all to her, while she gave nothing in return.
