Page 3 of Remember When We
It wasn’t however meant to be.
Something had brought him back here and it wasn’t me.
Never me, and I dare not look further than what I was seeing now, because I had a secret he couldn’t find out.
It broke my heart to think of it, to know I could keep such a thing from him, but it was for the best.Best for both of us, just as he said when he left me.
He made the decision and left.
I stood up and moved down the stairs to the exit.
Best to leave and not make the situation worse with more heartache.
It was crazy to come here anyway—my brother’s crime scene.
What kind of crazy was I?
Being here made me feel closer to him more than going to the cemetery. He was dead there. He’d always been dead there.
This was the last place he was alive. Remembering that, was what I was holding on to.
I had never expected to come here and find Gio.
My head snapped around at the sound …
A door closed somewhere.
I was pretty certain that was what I heard, a door closing.
The door and the faint echo of footsteps.
I was pretty certain I was by myself, but someone was either here or just leaving.
It was a big place, but this parking complex had been closed off to the public just after Marshall’s murder.
I followed the sound and headed over to another cracked window near the fire escape. That was where I saw her and I froze up.
I had to wonder if my damn heart wanted to see her so badly that I’d conjured her up.
Was that what this was?
A figment of my imagination.
No. I’d know her anywhere even in my dreams and outside them too.
That was her.
Lyssa Carson.
Lyssa Carson—twenty feet below me—running to her car. A white Miata that looked worn and bruised just like my heart.
Long raven hair billowed out behind her like a velvet cape. I didn’t need to see her face to remember those jade green eyes. Jade eyes that used to look back at me with so much love. Smooth skin, high exotic cheekbones, and beauty that would rival the angels.
That was my girl.
Except, she wasn’t mine.
She was always off limits.
