Almost
247 Words
I saw Liam that night.
And he looked angry.
Not at me.
At himself.
“You talked to Ryan.”
I frowned.
“How do you know everything?”
“Because he came to see me.”
My stomach dropped.
“What?”
Liam looked away.
“He warned me.”
“About what?”
“That I would ruin your life.”
I felt anger rise.
“He doesn’t get to decide that.”
“No.”
Liam looked at me.
“But he believes he does.”
The silence was heavy.
Then Liam stepped closer.
“Sophie.”
I looked up.
“I’m trying to do the right thing.”
My heart hurt.
“By leaving?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
His voice cracked slightly.
“Because I don’t know how to want something without destroying it.”
I stared at him.
“You’re not destroying me.”
His eyes searched mine.
“You don’t know that.”
“I know enough.”
For a moment…
Neither of us moved.
Then he whispered:
“You’re making this impossible.”
“Maybe it was never supposed to be easy.”
His hand lifted.
Slowly.
Carefully.
Like he was asking.
I didn’t move away.
His fingers brushed my cheek.
And then—
A voice behind us.
“Sophie.”
I froze.
Ethan.
Again.
But this time…
He didn’t look angry.
He looked scared.
Because he knew.
Something had changed.
And there was no going back.
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