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“Let what go?”

“Me.”

Willow shakes her head like she’s just been electrocuted. “I can’t do that, Drew. That’s ludicrous.”

“What’s ludicrous is all these texts. The emails. Those fucking notes.”

“You sound mad.”

“Iammad!” I growl and immediately regret it when I see how she flinches. “You’ve been trying to get under my skin for nearly three months now and it’s time to stop, Willow. We haven’t been together for five years.Five years!I’ve moved on. It’s time you do too.”

Willow recoils slightly, her eyes flicking back and forth across the table. “You led me on.”

“What?”

“You…you said I should wait.”

I shake my head. What the hell is she talking about? “I don’t know what you’re–”

“Youtoldme I should wait. After your mom died, you said–”

“Oh god, Willow. That was so long ago. I said a lot of things.”

She produces her phone and shows me a string of texts. From my number. “Yousaidyou’d come back.”

I swallow and look at the phone. She’s right. Right there on the screen is a text from me.

Wait for me. It might take me a lifetime but wait.

And in response.

I will.

Why the hell would I say something like that?

I know what Dana would say. “You were grieving,” I can practically hear her whisper in my ear. “You couldn’t stand the thought of losing anyone else. It wasn’t right for you to say it, but I understand why you did.”

Willow, though, doesn’t understand. Her eyes are starting to bud with tears.

“Christ, Willow. I’ve moved on.”

“I haven’t,” she spits viciously.

I nod. “I can see that.”

“I waited.”

We hadn’t seen or spoken to one another since the breakup until we both showed up at Gillian’s wedding. I find it hard to believe she was just sitting on this all these years.

Unless she really needs some help.

“Willow…” I say carefully. “I’m really sorry. But I’ve moved on and you should too.”

Her lips thin. “You let me send all the notes.”

“I never replied.”

“Pictures.”

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