“Mason, I just need some time. I’ll be home in a few days, and you can call or text me anytime. Is that okay? "
“Okay, Baby. I understand, but I miss you and love you more than anything. Please don’t hate me?” His voice cracked, and hearing him like this over something neither of us could have controlled or predicted broke my heart.
“I don’t hate you, Mason. I love you. I need some time to clear my head. Be safe. I’ll call you later.” I ended the call and sat on the loveseat, thinking about everything that had happened.
I took deep breaths to help control my emotions. As much as Mason hurt me, I knew it wasn’t his fault. They were after me, and their goal was to hurt me, not him. I dragged him into this and should have waited until this war was over before committing to him.
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