Chapter 15
I still pushed him away.
Because let’s be real–he’s the one who wrecked all of this, not me.]]
It was never just about him approaching me with an agenda.
I could’ve forgiven that.[]
I get it–people do desperate things to survive.]]
What broke me was how I handed him my whole heart like a damn fool, and he treated it like it meant nothing.]
What tore me up was waiting at home like an idiot while he was in some other woman’s bed.]]
I’m not a saint.
So no, I won’t forgive him.]]
Everett’s face was pale, streaked with tears.
Sloane, you really won’t even give me this last bit of time?“]]
“After everything we had over these three years, you don’t feel anything?“||
“Sloane, you used to love me so much. How can you be this cold now?“]
I stared at him, face blank.
“Yeah. I did love you. But like you said–did. Past tense.“]
“So Everett, can you do me a favor and just get the hell out of my face now?”
“What’s done is done. You can cry over it all you want, but it’s not coming back.”
“Everett, you’re like that wedding dress I designed.“[]
“I poured my soul into it, loved every stitch.“[]
“But the moment I realized it didn’t fit me–I tossed it without a second thought.“]
“So yeah. That’s how I feel about you. You get it now?“]
He just stood there, stunned. A tear slid down his cheek.]
“So… you’ll never love me again. Is that it?”
I let out a breath and met his eyes calmly.
“You already knew that, didn’t you?”
Everett walked away.
And as I watched him leave, I knew–this really was the end.
All the love, all the heartbreak, all the noise… finally quiet.]
