His expression flickered for less than a second. “You think that’s all you are to me?”
The question caught me off, guard. My lips parted, but no words came.
He leaned back, exhaling slowly, like he was trying to hold himself together.
“So you’re not denying it,” I whispered, refusing to change the topic.
His silence answered for him.
A cold ache settled into my stomach.
The car slowed as we approached the house. The lights outside cast shadows on his face and made him look even harder, even further away than before.
That was how it was with us.
One step forward and three steps back.
The car stopped, and he stepped out first. He turned around the car and opened my door for me but he didn’t give me his hand.
I stepped out slowly, already deciding to pack my bags and leave as s
