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“Why?” I cry out, breathless. “Why?”
“We were trying to make a point, and we fucking failed miserably.”
“You ruined everything,” I’m unable to keep a lone tear from slipping. “I’ll never look at you the same.”
He tracks the tear sliding down my cheek. “I have to let you go for now,” he grimaces, and for the first time since that night we spent alone, his emotion shines through. “But I don’t fucking want to.”
He leans in again and presses a kiss to my forehead before releasing me.
The slash across my chest is enough to have me in full preservation mode. “Stay the fuck away from me.”
“I don’t have a choice. But everything I do now, it’s for you.”
“You’re right. You don’t have a choice. And make no mistake, it’s my decision.”
I stalk back toward my car and tear out of the parking lot, refusing to look back.
When I get home, I take a scalding shower but deny the raging in my chest. I let my tears blend with the water, but refute their existence—my decision.