Page 51 of Satan's Son

“So, you’re cool with me leaving then?”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

What the fuck was I going to do without him?

“Of course.” I waved my hand, dismissing the concern in his eyes. “Hell, I never needed you anyway.”

His grip tightened on the steering wheel. “Good to hear.”

I was pleased but my stomach was churning with disbelief. I didn’t think he would actually leave. Sure, he was meant to, but we are all meant to do things and we fail to do them.

I wanted to tell him I didn’t want him to leave but I just couldn’t force it out. I guess, deep down, I didn’t want to weigh him down.

As if he wanted a human clinging to him! He wasn’t of Earth, after all. I needed to let him go. But that didn’t mean I wanted to.

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I couldn’t say goodbye to him, so when he was asleep I crept into his room. A wide grin spread across my face. If Ethan knew I was in his room, he would hate it. Which made me smile more.

I would miss him.

But I couldn’t do a goodbye.

Would I forget him? I hoped not.

I touched the necklace that now hung around my neck. It was his. He had taken it off last night before his shower and, as always, he’d forgotten to put it back on.

So, I took it as something to remember him by.

No matter where I was, he would be with me. Even if he didn’t want to be. I sighed and left the house.

I wasn’t sure where I was heading, but I’d never been big on plans. Wherever I ended up, I was sure Ethan would be looking over my shoulder, like the perv he was.

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