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“I’m an idiot I’m a selfish idiot,” he whispered “And I’m so fuckin’ sorry You’ll never kno sorry”

I shook my head “Not as sorry as me You should never have touched her”

He was silent a second I should have taken that opportunity to break free of his hold But it felt like the last time I’d ever feel his arms around me, and a pathetic part of me didn’t want to lose that connection quite yet

His breath ar to say so, and then I knehy “I haven’t … slept with her”

My insides twisted at the very thought “What do you want me to say to that?”

“I could … I could end things with her so you and me—”

I wrenched out of his ar away froet it? You thought it would have been bad ine what this would do to my relationship with Dillon? She’s serious about you, Michael And she wouldn’t see that she took so fro down my cheeks Tears were useless, and they made me seem weak “She’ll think that I stole you from her” I swiped at my tears “I won’t do that to her”

“What about us?”

“You fucked any chance we ht have had”

He took a step toward me, and I lifted my hand to stop him

“You wouldn’t betray your friend, and I certainly won’t betray my sister”

The full realization of what he’d done seerief filled his expression “Dahlia,” he said, sounding in pain

My hatred for hie that soot he was only a few years older than h lifemistakes like the rest of us I’d put him on a pedestal That was my mistake

His , painful, horrible one that affected me too

“I’m sorry, but for the sake of my sanity, we have to be done, Michael Don’t text, don’t call … just don’t I’ll pretend whenever you’re around with Dillon that we’re okay, but we have to be done”