shaken. “You remember that woman I told you about?”
“Rose? The woman you’re still in love with?”
“Yeah.”
“Oh…does she normally stop by like that?”
“No. I’m not sure what that was about.”
After a long pause she said, “Well…should we go inside?”’
“Yeah, of course.” Kyle fished his keys out of his pocket and got the door unlocked.
I remained against the wall, processing everything I just heard. Kyle was still in love with me, but he was seeing other people. He was trying to get over me, to forget about me forever. There was still hope we could find our way back to each other—but only if I acted now. If he slept with her it would break my heart so irrevocably it could never be put back together. I couldn’t stand the sight of him just holding her hand, let alone anything else.
I had to do something—even though I was terrified to do it.
I walked back to his apartment, feeling the thud of every footstep. My heart was lodged deep in my throat and my lungs weren’t working correctly. I felt a stomachache come on from all the stress.
I stopped in front of his door and tried to breathe.
I had to do this .
I could do this.
It was now or never.
I knocked and took a step back.
The woman’s voice came from inside. “Do you want me to get that?”
“I got it.” Kyle’s footsteps approached the door.
Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.
He opened it, and judging the look on his face he didn’t expect to see me. “Rose?”
My hands were locked together in front of my waist so they would stop shaking. My chest ached painfully from my rapid breathing. The tears were still present, buried deep beneath. “I’m sorry to bother you…”
Kyle stared at me, confused as ever.
I didn’t know where to start or what to say, so I just said whatever came to mind. “I want to get back together. I don’t want you to be with anyone else. I’m sorry I broke up with you in the first place. It was stupid and unfair. I was just scared and not thinking clearly. I’m sorry I took so long to tell you but I’m telling you now. If there’s any hope for us…give me a chance.”
That same look didn’t leave his face. Now he wasn’t just confused, but surprised.
Was Francesca wrong when she said he would take me back? Did she make an assumption she shouldn’t have made? Even if she told me otherwise, I’d probably still be standing here. If there were any hope for us I’d have to try. I didn’t want him to spend the night with this woman. The thought would give me eternal nightmares.
Kyle still didn’t speak, his hand still resting on the door.
“Please tell me I’m not too late.” Was he over me? Had he moved on? Was I the last person he thought about?
“No, you’re never too late.” He stepped into the hallway and closed the door behind him. Then he cupped my face, his fingers lightly digging into my hair just the way they used to. His face was close to mine and he looked deep into my eyes. His thumb moved across my cheek until it rested in the corner of my mouth. “You forgive me?”
“There’s nothing to forgive…I wish I realized that sooner.”
“You’re sure about this? Rose, it hurt enough when you walked away the first time. My heart couldn’t bare it if you walked away again.” It was the first time he showed any weakness to me. For the past month he’d been brutally aggressive and indifferent. But now the Kyle I knew shined through.
“I’m here to stay.”
Finally, a smile broke his lips. He pulled me into his chest and hugged me tightly. His heavy arms wrapped around my torso and crushed me against him. His chin rested on the top of my head, and he released a deep sigh of contentment.
“I’m so sorry…”
“Shh.” He rubbed the area between my shoulder blades then the back of my neck.
I melted in his arms, missing the way this comfort used to feel. I once had the liberty of doing this whenever I wanted, and I threw it away because I
“Rose? The woman you’re still in love with?”
“Yeah.”
“Oh…does she normally stop by like that?”
“No. I’m not sure what that was about.”
After a long pause she said, “Well…should we go inside?”’
“Yeah, of course.” Kyle fished his keys out of his pocket and got the door unlocked.
I remained against the wall, processing everything I just heard. Kyle was still in love with me, but he was seeing other people. He was trying to get over me, to forget about me forever. There was still hope we could find our way back to each other—but only if I acted now. If he slept with her it would break my heart so irrevocably it could never be put back together. I couldn’t stand the sight of him just holding her hand, let alone anything else.
I had to do something—even though I was terrified to do it.
I walked back to his apartment, feeling the thud of every footstep. My heart was lodged deep in my throat and my lungs weren’t working correctly. I felt a stomachache come on from all the stress.
I stopped in front of his door and tried to breathe.
I had to do this .
I could do this.
It was now or never.
I knocked and took a step back.
The woman’s voice came from inside. “Do you want me to get that?”
“I got it.” Kyle’s footsteps approached the door.
Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.
He opened it, and judging the look on his face he didn’t expect to see me. “Rose?”
My hands were locked together in front of my waist so they would stop shaking. My chest ached painfully from my rapid breathing. The tears were still present, buried deep beneath. “I’m sorry to bother you…”
Kyle stared at me, confused as ever.
I didn’t know where to start or what to say, so I just said whatever came to mind. “I want to get back together. I don’t want you to be with anyone else. I’m sorry I broke up with you in the first place. It was stupid and unfair. I was just scared and not thinking clearly. I’m sorry I took so long to tell you but I’m telling you now. If there’s any hope for us…give me a chance.”
That same look didn’t leave his face. Now he wasn’t just confused, but surprised.
Was Francesca wrong when she said he would take me back? Did she make an assumption she shouldn’t have made? Even if she told me otherwise, I’d probably still be standing here. If there were any hope for us I’d have to try. I didn’t want him to spend the night with this woman. The thought would give me eternal nightmares.
Kyle still didn’t speak, his hand still resting on the door.
“Please tell me I’m not too late.” Was he over me? Had he moved on? Was I the last person he thought about?
“No, you’re never too late.” He stepped into the hallway and closed the door behind him. Then he cupped my face, his fingers lightly digging into my hair just the way they used to. His face was close to mine and he looked deep into my eyes. His thumb moved across my cheek until it rested in the corner of my mouth. “You forgive me?”
“There’s nothing to forgive…I wish I realized that sooner.”
“You’re sure about this? Rose, it hurt enough when you walked away the first time. My heart couldn’t bare it if you walked away again.” It was the first time he showed any weakness to me. For the past month he’d been brutally aggressive and indifferent. But now the Kyle I knew shined through.
“I’m here to stay.”
Finally, a smile broke his lips. He pulled me into his chest and hugged me tightly. His heavy arms wrapped around my torso and crushed me against him. His chin rested on the top of my head, and he released a deep sigh of contentment.
“I’m so sorry…”
“Shh.” He rubbed the area between my shoulder blades then the back of my neck.
I melted in his arms, missing the way this comfort used to feel. I once had the liberty of doing this whenever I wanted, and I threw it away because I
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