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“Love you, Angel. But I thought we agreed to say it in person and not over the phone.”

Her small laugh greets me. “I did. You hadreallygood drugs when I told you.”

I missed it? Fuck me.

But at least she told me.

We fall asleep together, after a long day and an emotionally wrecking conversation, our phone lines left wide open all night.

Before

“Why? I thought…” I don’t get it. This makes no sense. “You love me and I love you. We’re each other’s forevers.”

“I’m sorry you thought that, Cian. I really am. But it’s over.”

“I don’t accept that.”

“You don’t get a choice.”

Damn. Ripping my heart out and squeezing it until it explodes would hurt less.

What do I do? She’s the one. She’smyone.

“Renée. Angel.”

“Don’t call me that. I’m sorry. I— I have to go.” She leavesmy apartment and runs for a car I’ve never seen, bailing into the backseat. What the hell?

I watch through the windows. I want to chase after her. And I don’t want to be the loser who runs a woman who obviously doesn’t want him.

My ego and my heart war for dominance until I realize pride means nothing without something to be proud of.

I jump in my car and an almost to her apartment when my phone rings.

“Dude. Graduation in under a month. You ready?” Cooper asks over the speakers.

My mind spins. Could I leave here? No, not if there’s a chance. Stay here without Renée? That’s a big fat no. Everything here is ours, not just mine.

“Let me call you back. I’m walking into class.” It’s a lie. I don’t even know why I answered. Habit, I guess.

I knock on Renée’s door to no answer. Knocking again, I call, “Angel, open up.”

Finally, I take out my key and let myself in.

What greets me obliterates the shards of hope I have left. Her apartment is a wreck. Her bedroom closet is nearly empty. Same with the dresser drawers. Everything else remains.

She’s… gone. She left.

I spin in place, confused, when a piece of paper catches my eye.

Ci,

I don’t know if you’ll ever see this. Part of me wishes you won’t. The other part hopes you will.

I had to leave. I had to let you go. I’m sure I said terrible things to make that happen.

I’m so sorry. I’ll always be yours

Love,