Page 156 of Accidental Husband
A hint and he's already so hurt.
I can't do this.
I really can't do this.
I suck a breath through my teeth. Let out a steady exhale.
His eyes stay glued to me.
Mine go to the floor. "I, um… I think I should…"
"What the fuck?"
"I should—"
His fingers curl around my wrist. "Talk to me."
"No, I…" I try to keep my eyes on the floor, but I can't. His dark eyes are too compelling. And they're still brimming with confusion. "Please let go."
He stares at his hand like he's not sure how it got around my wrist. "I…" He shakes his head. Releases me.
Deep breath. Steady exhale.
Fast. Like a Band-Aid.
I'm sorry for being oblique, Griff. I'm not trying. It's just hard to say this. The truth is, I didn't keep my promise. I tried, I did. But I couldn't do it.
I still cut.
I cut three days ago. After I got to my mom's house.
It was the only way I could process calling off my engagement.
I know I promised I'd call you first but come on. Did you really believe in that fairy tale?
We both know fairy tales are bullshit.
"You keep going off." He takes another step backward, putting more distance between us.
"Yeah."
"Where?"
"I…"
"You wanted to tell me something."
I fold my arms over my chest. "I should."
His eyes bore into mine. "You can tell me anything."
"I know."
"So…"Why is this so hard?What are you waiting for? Why have you been hiding this for so long?
I don't have an answer. Not a good one. This is mine. Maybe that's wrong, maybe it's unfair, maybe it's stupid. But it's still mine. He doesn't get to make it about him. He doesn't get to claim it as his.
"Does Jackson know?"
