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"No."
"You could at least have the courtesy to be honest when you break my heart." I take a step backward. "Don't tell me this is for me. Because it's not. I know what I want. I want you."
"Kay—"
"DON'T SAY MY NAME LIKE THAT!" I press my lips together. Fuck. I'm causing a scene. I need to get shit under control or I'm going to be escorted to some scary secret TSA room. "Tell me the truth, Brendon. Is this really because I shouldn't be with you? Or is it because you could never love someone like me?"
"No, Kay. This is because I love you."
"Bullshit." I stare into his eyes, begging him to budge.
But he doesn't.
He just stares back. Apology streaks his expression, but he stays silent.
It feels like we stare forever.
Eventually, he takes a step backward. "You're going to miss your flight."
"But... but you love me."
"It doesn't matter."
"Of course it does."
"You shouldn't be with me." His voice is dripping with hurt, but it's still confident. Sure.
"I get to decide that."
"Yeah. But I do too." He takes a step backward. "I'm sorry, Kay. Have a safe flight."
Then he turns and leaves.
And takes my heart with him.
Chapter Forty-Seven
BRENDON
Isit in my car for a fucking eternity.
I check the flight notice again and again.
Boarding.
Boarded.
On its way.
I turn my car on. Plug my cell into the stereo. Blast something by The Descendants.
The parking fee is a fucking crime.
But I don't care.
I take the streets to Lincoln and I drive. I drive until the street becomes Pacific Coast Highway proper. I drive until I'm curving around Pacific Palisades then the Malibu hills.
It doesn't help my thoughts come together.
