Page 275 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 10
I sat down on the couch and stared at the worn envelope in my hands. I’d tried so many times to rip it in half. I’d tried so hard to keep my distance.
Penny walked out of my bedroom fully dressed. She was even wearing a jacket and sneakers. Like she was getting ready to walk away. She was beautiful, but she was definitely a flight risk.
Breathe.
Penny closed the distance between us and sat down next to me.
"What is it?" She sounded so excited. But she wouldn’t in a moment.
"I wanted you to get over me." I couldn’t even look at her. I kept my gaze glued to the envelope.
"You already told me that."
"Before you open this I need to tell you something."
"Okay."
"I did something I regret. But I can't take it back."
She didn’t respond.
If I was going to lean into this. I had to make it make sense. I didn’t want her to ask a million questions like Dr. Clark had. I just needed her to accept what happened and we could try to move on. "I thought I needed to get over you. I thought it was best for you."
"And for you?"
"No." I shook my head. “I always knew it wasn't best for me." I finally let my eyes move from the envelope and fall on her. "You said that it didn't look like I was in pain. But I was. I felt numb. My days dragged on. Without you there's nothing for me here. It sounds like I'm trying to make excuses but I'm not. I can own upto my mistakes. I just needed you to know that I was in pain too. I need you to understand the place I was in."
"I don't want to know what you did."
"Penny..."
"Please don't tell me."
"I want you to be honest with me. How can I expect you to be if I'm not honest with you?"
It already looked like she wanted to cry. "Is it going to hurt me?"
I took a deep breath and ran my hand through my hair. "Yes."
She bit her lip. "You kept my clothes in your closet. Why?"
I didn’t mind a second of delaying this. "I felt like if I got rid of them then what we had really would be dead." I honestly hadn’t even considered getting rid of them.
"So this thing that you did didn't make it feel like what we had was over?"
"No. I thought it would, but it didn't." I wanted to cringe at my own words. I hated saying that I’d wanted it. That I wanted any of this.
"I wish you would have talked to me. I wish you would have told me that you thought you weren't good for me. I would have convinced you otherwise."
"You've convinced me otherwise the whole time we were together."
"You still should have talked to me."
I know."I can't take that back either."
She nodded. "I kissed some guy that lives in your apartment."
What the fuck?!"Who?"
