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NATALIE'S POV
I held my luggage as I made my way down the stairs, my discussion with Maguire still ringing in my head. As much as I wanted to not be bothered by it, I still couldn't stop thinking about it. I should be happy that he wants to move on with his life; I should be relieved that he wants nothing out of the ordinary to do with me, but why do I feel heartbroken at the thought that he liked the idea of getting married?
Why were his words like daggers being pierced into my heart? I shouldn't be sad, but I couldn't help myself. Maybe what Bridget said was right after all. He flirted with me, made out with me, made me start craving him, and now he wants to leave me. Was I that foolish to have not seen the red light since then? I should have known he was nothing but a heartbreake
