His words are like a fresh, open wound. Finally, I force myself to turn and face his eyes, those eyes that know every corner of my soul.
"Do it for her," I told him, my voice trembling but firm. "If you ever felt anything for me, if it ever meant something… don't seek me out anymore, Derian. Don't look at me as if we were the same as before, because we're not. We can't be anymore."
His lips press together in a tight line, as if he's holding back something he desperately wants to shout. For a moment, I think he's going to insist, to say something that would completely shatter me. But he doesn't.
He gives a slight nod, with a resignation that tears my heart, and silently walks away to join Susy.
I stood still, my breath quickened, and the bottle trebled in my hand. I cling to that moment
