“I—”
“Do you think I’m stupid, Sutton?” I hold up a hand when his mouth opens. “Wait. Don’t answer that. Clearly you do.”
“I don’t. I don’t think you’re stupid at all.”
“Were you just not going to tell me about the promotion, then? Or were you just going to leave me again? Use me and leave meagain, Sutton.”
His jaw clenches, and I know I’m right.
I shake my head. “And here I’d thought you finally changed. Thought you weren’t the snobbish asshole you’ve always been.”
“I have changed,” he insists.
“Then how could you not tell me about this? How could you look me in the eye and fuck me and not tell me you were leaving?”
“But now I don’t have to. We don’t have anything standing in the way of us anymore.”
“You!” I scream. “We have you!”
The elevator stops, and without a backward glance, I walk away.
He lets me.
I makeit home before Sutton and waste no time packing a bag.
He can have the apartment. I don’t want it.
All it will do is remind me of him, and I don’t need those memories.
When I’m finished grabbing my things, I pack a bag for Artemis.
She hops up onto my bed, staring at me with curious eyes.
“What?” I ask when she won’t stop staring.
Meow.
“You don’t even like him.”
Meow.
“He’s an asshole.”
Meow.
“He can’t even snuggle you.”
Meow.
“He’s—”
Meow.
“I know. I’ll miss him too.”
My heart squeezes as I pick her up, slinging our bags over my shoulder.
Not wanting to risk running into Sutton, I opt to take the stairs.