Carson’s P.O.V
A part of me was hoping as I walked away, she would come after me. I soon realised by the time I got back to my car, that was not happening. I don’t know I even hoped for something like that. To her, I was still the man that broke her heart and left her without reason. I wouldn’t go after me either if I were her. I was all prepared to tell her the truth tonight, tell her why I left her, but then the way she responded to me, the way she said to me that she wasn’t ready for me, I realised it wasn’t the right time.
I needed her to stop hating me first before I even tried to tell her. I got into my car, sighing loudly. I headed back to my apartment, stopping by to grab a bottle of vodka on the way. I needed a drink, only a couple because I have work tomorrow, and I don
