“Mason, let’s break up.” He looked at me as if I were possessed. “Chloe, what nonsense are you talking about?” “I don’t want to go crazy over this anymore. Let’s talk when you’ve calmed down.” Here we go again. He always avoids the issue. “Mason, I’m serious.” I could see the determination in my eyes, and it only made him more annoyed. “What’s wrong with you? I told you I’m done with her!” “Mason, you’re not stupid. You know whether she has any intentions or not.” “What do you want from me? I said I won’t leave you. I know I owe you a lot, and I can’t forget that!” “She said the same thing.” “Who?” “Zoe.” I couldn’t shake off the memories of those late-night calls that disturbed my peace. Isn’t it sad how a woman can bind a man with kindness? There are so many things I could say, but would he really believe me if I did? At that moment, I felt a clarity wash over me.