AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“But—but it was Chase’s room—”
“So, it was probably a girl he was sleeping with?” His brows lift expectantly.
“But—” I shake my head again, my mind reeling. It doesn’t make any sense. He was supposed to be there, too. He said he was going to school early. “But he was your roommate.”
“No, he wasn’t.”
“She was wearing your shirt, though.” His lips twitch.
“We played on the same team, baby. He had the same shirts I did.”
It feels like everything was a lie. I’d been so hurt by the fact he’d moved on, but knowing he hadn’t…does it really change anything? He still left. And just because he didn’t move on with her, doesn’t mean he didn’t move on with someone else just as quickly.
“I didn’t know you went there looking for me,” he says softly, and I shrug, looking away with embarrassment. I was just a kid back then. I was sixteen and dumb. I was sad.
I was hurting.
“I know you told me to leave you alone, but I just missed you so—”
“What?” he interrupts. “I never told you that.”
“The text you sent me. You told me to leave you alone. You said you didn’t want anything to do with me.”
“I never said that, Eve.”
“I still have the text.” I throw my thumb over my shoulder. “I’ll show you.”
He shakes his head. “I never sent you a text. I left a note in your room asking you to run away with me. I said I’d wait for you at our spot by the tire swing. If you didn’t come, then I had my answer.”
My world spins out of control at his words.
“No.”
“Eve,” he breathes. “I wouldn’t lie about this.”
“But the text—”
“Isaac took my phone,” he mutters. “He told me to leave and took my phone, that he paid for it, so it was his. That’s why I left the note. I only had a backpack with a few things in it.”
Isaac…
“He took it?” I shake my head again, the information too much for me to process. But if Isaac took his phone, that means… “He saw everything. I sent you a million texts. All day every day for years. I’ve sent you—you saw them! Oh God, Ro. Isaac saw them all. He knows everything I wanted to tell you. All my thoughts and confessions.”
“Shit.” He scrubs his hand over his mouth. “I’m sorry, baby. I’m so fucking sorry.” I shake my head, shock coursing through me.
Fuck.
Isaac saw it all.
Everything.
With a deep breath, I turn my attention back to Roman. We need to talk about this, get it all out in the open. No more lies or secrets. Just the truth.
“He told you to leave?” I whisper, and he nods.
“You don’t know any of this?” he asks, and when I just stare back at him, he lets out a humorless laugh. “Of course not. Why would he tell you?”
“I don’t know,” I breathe, smoothing my hand over my hair.
