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But he remains silent, crossing his arms over his chest in defiance, which enrages me further.
“I think you are. I think you’re so damn jealous, it’s making you act like a crazy person. But why? Have I ever given you any reason not to trust me?”
Quinn lowers his eyes, my words hitting hard.
But still, he remains silent.
“I know I haven’t. So why do you feel threatened by him?”
“Drop it, Red,” he hisses, meeting my eyes with a look of fury.
As cruel and mean as this may sound, I need to pick at this sore till it bleeds open. “No, on the contrary, I think we’re finally getting somewhere. So no, I won’t drop it. Start talking.”
“There’s nothing to say,” he snarls, furiously wiping his bloodied lip, angered by my persistence.
“Like hell there isn’t. I understand this whole situation is getting too much, and being cooped up here together is too much, but there’s something more. Tell me what it is.”
But he stubbornly shakes his head.
Suddenly, I have a sickening thought.
What if he’s finally had enough? What if he wants out? What if he’s finally seen me for what I am and realizes I’m not worth it?
Is that it?
Has this got nothing to do with Tristan after all, and the only problem he has is with…me?
“Stop it,” Quinn abruptly says, walking over to me and lightly gripping my biceps. “Whatever you’re thinking, stop it.”
“You’ve had enough, haven’t you?” I whisper, the words hurting more than I thought humanly possible. “You want out.”
“Red, no!” he cries, demanding I believe him.
“Then what’s wrong? I don’t understand what I’ve done. Is it Tristan? What Polly said—you don’t believe her, do you?”
His silence cements his thoughts.
“You do? You think I want him? You think I…love him?” I gasp, pulling from his embrace as I feel like I’m about to be sick.
His eyes drop briefly before he raises them and sadly meets mine. “I think a part of you…does. We both know he’s the better choice. He—he loves you,” he says, his mouth dipping into a frown. “And he deserves you. What we’ve been doing…it’s wrong.”
“What? No. Quinn, no,” I beg, my heart slowly shattering.
Is he breaking up with me?
“Yes. But I’ll make it easy for you,” he says, his voice dripping with regret. “I’ll leave you alone. And when this gets sorted, and we’re finally free, I promise you, you’ll never hear from me again.”
“No!” I cry, tears stinging my eyes. “I don’t want that.”
“You don’t know what you want,” he replies with a sad smile. “With Tristan, it’ll be easy, and you deserve that. You both deserve that. And I owe him this. To sacrifice the only thing I’ve ever—”
He pauses before taking a deep breath.
“To sacrifice the only thing I’ve ever loved is the right thing to do. I will happily sacrifice my happiness for his because the two people I love more than anything in this world will be happy. Together. He deserves happiness. And so do you, Red. So do you.”
He lowers his head, his long hair masking his tears.
I stand frozen, not knowing what the hell to say. But as I piece through what he just said, I know I have to fight because he doesn’t get to decide this. He doesn’t get to decide my fate.
