Me: 6 Me: 5 Me: 4 Me: 3 Me: 2
Me: Wow… so you’re really going to let me unmatch you? I guess I was the fool—for letting you under my skin. I should have known better. Deep down, I did know. I knew you were too good to be true. Anyway… it’s never too late to correct my mistakes.
Me: 1 Me: Goodbye, Lucien.
My thumb hovered over the unmatch button, the weight of it heavier than it should have been. One small press and he’d vanish like smoke—no trace, no thread left to pull on. Yet hesitation gripped me, a chokehold of hope and fury twisted into one.
Then his message lit up my screen.
I let out a strangled breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.
“s**t…” The word fell out of me, shaky, startled. My heart ricocheted inside my chest like a countdown about to detonate. Adrenaline surged hot
