"I think we should break up." My heart breaks as I say those words, but I don't take them back. It's for the best; there's too much between us, too many people fighting to tear us apart. A little voice in my head says that I'm letting them win, proving to them what everyone thinks, that Caspian and I cannot be together, but I push it down. One way or the other, it's going to end the same way, whether it's now or when he finds his mate.
"What?" he asks. "You're joking, right?"
I remain silent. He knows me well enough to know I wouldn't joke about our relationship.
"Olivia." I couldn't bear to look at him, to see the pain I caused him.
"It's for the best." I whisper.
"Don't f*****g say that." He bites out. "You sound like my mother right now. Why does everyone try to decide what's r
