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"I'm... I'm sorry," I blurt out, my heart pounding in my chest. "I didn't believe you. I should have, but I didn't." He looks at me. "I overheard Gina and Ethan at the café. Their plan, everything. You were telling the truth."

I take a deep breath. "I'm so sorry, Logan. And I... I love you."

I said it.

I fucking said it.

"I want to be with you, Logan. I want to start a family with you." I hold my breath, waiting for his reaction.

But all he does is look at me for what feels like an eternity.

"I'm leaving, Bailey." His voice full of regret. "I got a producing job in NYC."

The words hit me like a ton of bricks.

He's leaving?

He's leaving...

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LOGAN

She stands there, her eyes shadowed with an all-too-vivid sadness. I feel a dagger stab into my heart. The sight of her crushed, again, is more than I can handle.

She swallows hard.

"You're leaving?"

I see her try to piece it all together, the confusion in her eyes giving way to understanding. She's brilliant, always has been. She sees the bigger picture, my dreams, my ambitions.

"Bailey.” I sigh. “I... I... thought you wanted nothing to do with me... I didn't know if I'd ever hear from you again. It's a great opportunity. Michael called and told me about it. I... I said yes."

She tries to find a smile. But there's too much pain hidden in it.

"I know, Logan... and I'm happy for you."

The words, they hurt more than they should.

Because I know she means them.

A vision of NYC fills my mind, the skyline, the hustle of city life. Producing in a big studio, my name recognized in the industry, it was always the dream.

But as I stand here in front of Bailey, the reality is chilling. Would that life really bring me happiness now? Or would I be lonely without the one woman who makes me feel alive?

In my vision, I'm in the heart of the city, surrounded by skyscrapers. But there's a void, an emptiness that consumes me. There's an ache in my heart that echoes in the halls of my lonely penthouse. The happiness I envisioned is tainted with regret. Every laugh, every success, feels hollow without Bailey to share it with me.

I imagine walking along the Hudson, the city's lights reflecting on the water's surface. But instead of feeling awe, I feel lonely. It's not the same. It's nother.The realization hits me like a punch in the gut. I want her. I want Bailey.

I stand there looking at her pain-filled eyes.

She truly is happy for me, even with her heart breaking.

And that only makes me love her even more.

"No," I blurt out, cutting through the silence. "I can’t do it. I can't leave you, Bailey." I see the surprise in her eyes, but I continue, "I don't want to go to NYC. I want to stay, here, with you."

"Really?" A tear falls down her cheek and I walk over to her wipe it away. "Are you sure, Logan? I can't hold you back from your career. It will kill me to know that I'm keeping you from your dreams."

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