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“Says who?”

“Me!”

“Oh yeah,” she scoffed. “Because you know what’s best for everyone.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“Come on, Seth,” Emma said, matching my annoyed tone. “You’re holed up here in Hawaii working so hard that you forget to actually live your life. You realize you’re not even thirty yet, right?”

“Your point?” I demanded.

“How are you qualified to know what’s right for Brie when you don’t even know what’s right for yourself?”

“I can still kick you out of that suite you’re in,” I threatened.

“Go ahead,” she said calmly. “I’ll just pack up my stuff and move right in here with you. Of course, next time I’ll be sure to lock the bathroom door in case another one of your girlfriends walk in and gets the wrong idea.”

She knew about that, too. I groaned inwardly, both infuriated and amazed at how accurate all her information was.

“What?” Emma asked, looking me in the eye. “You’re not going to deny that that’s what Brie was upset by?”

I sighed and collapsed against the single seater. “Our relationship would have ended at some point. This gave us both an out… It’s better this way.”

“You’re a coward,” Emma snapped.

“You said that already,” I said callously. “So if you’re going to circle back around to your greatest hits, I’d suggest you take your leave and leave me to my misery.”

“So you admit you’re miserable after Brie left?”

I groaned loudly and buried my face in one of the throw pillows. “Please,” I begged. “Please just leave me alone.”

“Oh don’t worry about being alone, Seth,” Emma said, as she moved towards the door. “You’ve got the rest of your life to be alone…especially if you keep running from all the people that love you.”

The moment she left, I felt a keen surge of relief. And on its heels came the thick choking discomfort of knowing that Emma was probably right.

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