Chapter 71

Chapter 71

or the

resignation pape

papers to Kylan

She ripped her heart out when she gave

Katrina hadn't wanted to. She wanted to work with Rylan, to help Kylan, to know Kylam

The further she fell into him, sank into him, felt for him, the harder it became to step away. Which was the very reason she knew the needed to

only for now.

For now. Hopefully only

Kylan Ross was a beautiful person. He had a wonderful heart, a giving soul, and a smirk that could weaken even the most steel set of knees.

Kylan Ross was a broken man. He had a troubled mind, a soul lorked far away, and a frown that broke her own heart.

She recognized bits of herself in him. In his behavior and in his fear. There were remnants of her own trauma,

na, her own heartache from her mother walking out on her that are at her soul.

However, she had put in the work. She had strived with a therapist for years to get to a place where she felt stable. Where the felt cafe in the walls of her own mind.

It was clear Kylan had never confronted his demons, whatever they all may be. It was obvious he had yet to heal. To be angry be angry Really angry. And not only the surface-level kind of anger everyone knew he carried with him. What had he been throught What shackled his heart, his spint?

What were the contents of his nightmares! What fueled him to get his cardinal tattoo?

let himself

What made him pull her in, shower her with affection, with love, and with words that made her melt into him? What made him push her away. deny her leave her

it out with

Daman, if she hadn't

things, if he didn't want to if he was too broken to. She couldn't fix him. She couldn't force

she had to worry about herself.

she spent in Portland with her dad, had been both liberating and exhausting. She lost track of how many times she cried. How often she wallowed in her sadness. She couldn't count the number of instances she fought herself not to call Kylan. To lash out at him. To beg him to just talk to her.

exhausting. It was

clearly. She could both have compassion for Kylan and respect for herself. The two could coexist within her heart, but she had to let Kylan go. She

held no animosity for Kylan.

her. Had helped her. Had opened up to her. Had been vulnerable with

easy. It wasn't so simple. None of it was black

a human being. Kylan was a human being. He was just Broken.

back i Ross Corp, and from Kylan, it wasn't to spite the man.

for

ready to take that themselves. You can love them, but even from a distance. From a distance, until and if they decide for themselves that they are worthy

needed to know that she was making the right decision by

see reason if the only thing he was really seeing was his darkness, hus

cared for Kylan. She cared for him more than she ever karwar would. She wanted him to be okay. To be

for herself,

devastating. It was painful. It was

she did it. Yet, she would

trying to peel back the layers that were Kylan Ross was over unless he decided to work on

walking into that office, feigning indifference as she watched his face fall before

through that day, because Aaron and Maine came over to her house that night. They held her

without them holding her together,

all the more, because who was

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Day four.

resignation papers to Kylan, and three days

looked down at the tea steeping in the mug on the counter of the break room. She glanced at the small watch adorning her wrist, taking note that she had one more minute left before the tea would be

was another gloomy, overcast day and she was burnt out and ready for a break from Ross

rude to everyone lately. Absolutely anyone that he came in contact with. Everyone, that is, apart

was dry. Curt. Robotic. His eyes had never been

to keep

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