[Rue’s POV]
I breathe heavily while I stare at Mr. Owens, who is clearly in shock from my sudden outbursts, but I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.
“Ah,” I sigh, realizing I should have just done this from the beginning. “That feels so much better.”
As I speak, I let a laugh escape me.
Shit. I was overcomplicating things, worrying and agonizing over how I was going to get over what was happening, but in the end the solution was so simple.
“Now,” I say, fixing my gaze on Mr. Owens. “You can reject me.”
Once he rejected me, my years-long love would be over, and I could move on.
A rejection would leave me without any possible hope, and that was exactly what I needed.
“Please,” I push as he stares silently.
What the hell was he doing?
Was my confession that shockin
