Page 74 of The Dating Prohibition
“Maybe we could, you know, figure out what went wrong and try again.”
Kendra narrowed her eyes at him. “Why? Has your memory failed you?”
“I think we need to investigate what happened.”
“Uh, we ain’t gotta investigate a damn thing. You put your dick in someone else so we ended.”
“Well, but, there’s always reasons for things that happen.”
“Look, that’s some shit you caninvestigatewith your therapist. Why do I need to be a part of it?”
“Kendra.”
“What? There’s nothing to discuss.”
“It was a moment of weakness.”
“Okay. And what am I supposed to do with that?”
“You’re supposed to forgive me.”
Her jaw dropped at the audacity. “Was that a requirement? This level of audacity is wild.”
“It’s not a requirement, but that’s what I want.”
“Okay.” Kendra goaded. “Well, I wanted a faithful partner, so I guess we’re both out of luck.” She shrugged her shoulders.
“You always have to make things difficult.” He pinched the bridge of his nose.
“Was that all?” She turned toward the door, trying to escape the conversation that she didn’t care to have.
“No, I just... I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry for what happened. It shouldn’t have, and I’ll own that. But I still love youand I really miss what we had.”
“Well, I think that you should have considered that before you did what you did, because actions have consequences.”
“They do, but you don’t have to keep punishing me.”
“Who’s punishing you? I just don’t want to be in that position with you again.”
“So you’re just gonna let it all go?”
“Why does this feel like you’re surprised? I already let it go and I’m not interested in exploring a new scenario with you.I do not want to date you, to be your partner, to try again, to reconsider. I am done.Weare done. We havebeendone for over five years.” She gestured between them. “Is it clear this time? Because I can create a diagram and a slidedeck, if you need it.”
“Okay, you don’t have to be so snarky.”
“Well, I don’t understand why you didn’t hear me the first time that we had this conversation.”
“But I was still reaching out to you because I didn’t feel like the conversation had ended. You just never responded.”
“I never responded because I blocked you. I had no idea that you were reaching out to me, because I didn’t want to hear fromyou. Just accept it—you fumbled and now I’ve picked that ball up and I’m running far away from you.”
He huffed out a breath. “Fine. I hear you, but I hope that you reconsider.”
“Not gonna happen, and to be candid, I have feelings for someone else.”
His shoulders slumped at her admission. “Do I know him?”
“Does it matter?” she responded, her mouth forming a thin line.
