“You know how much I despise your brother, especially after what happened with you and Maverick.”
“That’s not the full story and you know it.”
“I was there, and I do know. It may not have been the reason he got kicked out, but it’s the reason he left town with nowhere to go, so he bailed. You and I both know it.”
She’s right, as much as I hate to admit it.
All of these questions are driving me nuts, only because I know she’s trying to peel back a layer of a wound I’ve spent so much time trying to heal. She’s trying to expose how I really feel about Maverick being back and I’m not sure I’m ready to go there just yet. I want to close my mind off to it and enjoy having him home. If I let myself feel the emotions I’ve worked to bury deep, I’ll only be left heartbroken when he inevitably leaves.
Instead, I make the decision to soak up whatever time I have left with him, not wanting to let the idea of him staying change what is happening between us. All I’ve wanted was to see him again and now that he’s back, I promise myself I’ll enjoy it while it lasts.
I only hope my tattered heart can take it if he walks away again.