Cooper’s POV
I never should have let her go.
I’m not just referring to this morning, when she stormed out of her own house with tears in her eyes. I’m referring to our breakup, too—when she stormed out of my mansion for good.
What was I thinking? Sure, I was frustrated by her constant and relentless insistence that I was still in love with Quinn. Sure, I was nervous that, even though I cared deeply for her, my feelings weren’t strong enough to match hers. Don’t get me wrong—I had never felt so deeply for anyone, and probably never will again. It’s just different, is all. She was handing me her heart on a silver platter, and I had to be careful with it. It’s the same reason I refused to have s*x with her despite every bone and muscle and atom in my body begging me not to. I saw how she h
