BLISS STOOD IN THE smaller bedroom over the garage, listening for sounds of the car.
Travis was leaving.
He was serious.
She still couldn't wrap her head around it all. Last night they'd almost said they loved each other. You didn't offer to marry someone you didn't love, right? And today they were over. Done with.
The hole in her chest was so new and raw she didn't really feel it yet. She was just...numb.
Travis' rental backed out of the garage. She stepped to the side, out of his line of sight. It was one thing to wait around, mooning and depressed, it was another for him to know how much this hurt.
What had she done wrong? What was wrong with her?
She wiped her hand across her cheek. The tears she'd promised herself she wouldn't cry streamed down her cheeks. She pressed her back
