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She stiffened. “Does it matter? I’m making a decision I think is best for me.”
“It matters to me,” he said.
Dianna threw up her hands. “You’re so infuriating. I just want to break up so I can breathe. I feel trapped. I don’t want to be pushed into a corner.”
He blinked. “Is that really how you feel about me?”
“I keep telling you this, and you keep ignoring me. Everything you just said, it’s not romantic to me. You’re bossing me around, making decisions for me that you think are best. I’m not your child.”
“I know.”
“Then stop trying to force me to do something I don’t want. That’s how resentment begins. So you really want to be in a relationship with someone who doesn’t want to be there?” Her heavy breaths were the only sound between them, and they weighed her down like she had been attached to an anchor and dropped into the depths of the ocean. She was drowning, and the only thing that could possibly be causing this feeling was because she washere… with him. She needed out. Emotion caught in her throat and she let out a hiccup. “Can’t you see this was never supposed to happen?”
“How can you say that?” His whisper tore through her, ripping her insides apart.
“I’m sorry, Tristan. I never meant for you to get hurt. I thought…” She didn’t know what she thought anymore. She should have never allowed herself to develop feelings for him in the first place because now she wanted nothing more than to have him hold her. The tug-o-war with her heart and her head continued making things worse. “I’m sorry,” she repeated.
Dianna brushed past him and ran down the aisle toward the house. Her eyes brimmed with hot moisture until they overflowed, and the tears stung her cheeks. If this was the right decision, then why was she feeling like she’d just lost the most important thing in her life?
She shot into the house and slammed the door shut so she could catch her breath as she leaned against it.
“You okay?”
Dianna yelped and covered her mouth with her hand, finding Grace standing in the darkened doorway of the living room, the lights from their Christmas tree making her appear as if she was glowing.
“What are you doing?” Dianna demanded, “You nearly gave me a heart attack.”
Grace glanced over her shoulder. “Just putting a present under the tree. What are you doing? It looks like you’ve seen a ghost.”
Dianna shut her eyes briefly. “I just broke up with Tristan.”
Grace’s brows lifted, but she didn’t say anything.
“Don’t ask.”
“Wasn’t gonna.”
Dianna let out a shaky breath. “I don’t know what I’m going to do.”
A loud rapping sound on the door nearly caused her to screech again. Her eyes flew wide and she stumbled away from the door. That could only be one person.
“You gonna get that?” Grace asked.
Dianna shook her head. “I don’t want to talk to him.”
“You probably owe him an explanation.”
She glared at her sister. “I told him exactly what he needed to hear. Nothing more.”
“Obviously, heneedsmore,” Grace said when he knocked again.
Dianna shook her head. “I can’t do it. Not right now. Not with the way I’m feeling inside.” She spun on her heel and strode toward the stairs. If she opened that door, she probably would allow him to change her mind. While sheknewthis decision was the right one for her, the tension and flutters that accosted her were pleading for her to reconsider.
Too bad she was smarter than that. There were more important things than satisfying the needs of the heart.
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