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She pulls on my hand and I step closer, shocked when she wraps her arh "It doesn’t oing to question theht with you before we leave That’s all I want"

"Rose …" My throat feels raw My chest aches Foreign emotions sithin me and I don’t kno to control them Or what to do "Baby What are you--"

"Don’t say anything" She interrupts hter "Don’t play stupid Don’t deny what you’ve done Just let me have this time with you" She looks up at me "Please"

"I leave Sunday," I tell her solemnly It’s tiht and I’aze fixed on mine "I fly out tomorrow"

"What?" I rasp The words stick in my throat, and it takes a concentrated effort to force the rest of them out "Where to?" I croak "New York?"

"Yes" She nods "Right before I came here, my father called me and we talked for quite a while Your words stuck with ht I can’t quit I’m not a quitter"

"No" I touch her hair, the silky, soft strands clinging to aze roaet to spend with her? "You’re definitely not a quitter, Ro"

"Will you come back to the hotel with me?" she asks

"You don’t want to talk about …" My voice drifts I can’t even say it

She slowly shakes her head "No I don’t think there’s anything left to be said"

There’s plenty to be said But if she wants to play it this way …

I’ to stop her