467 Lance’s Last Words

(Winona)

The TV glows in the dim light of the bedroom. Lance appears, sitting in what looks like his hotel room.

He's bruised from his fight with Jayden-his eye still dark, his knuckles marked. Despite everything, he looks like himself, leaning back in a chair with his usual grin. Even battered, he exudes that maddening confidence that was so uniquely him.

My heart twists. It's Lance, exactly as I remember him, but this is the last time I'll ever see him.

"Winona," he starts, he looks solemn. "If you are watching this, it means I'm gone..."

Then he bursts out into a laugh, "I've always wanted to say that, like in a Bond movie or something..."

Oh god, even now he has to joke about it. I have to grin. So typical Lance.

"Anyhoo... Here I am, in all my battered glory. I just want to add, Jayden did throw the first punch and that is the only reason why he got a hit in. I win the bet again."

I shake my head. Honestly.

"But I thought I'd leave you a little something since... well, I'm not around to piss you off in person anymore."

but the tears burn my eyes. I'll never see him

not sorry for a damn thing. Let's just get

I shake my head.

the kind of guy who'd go out quietly in my sleep at ninety-five, surrounded by cats and grandkids? Hell no. That was never the plan." I know he's right, but it

thing that changed was the timing, oh, and taking

he actually went there. I don't

start cursing my name and I'm sure you already have hear me out. I'm not doing this because life sucked or because I didn't

Always have been. As much amazing fun as life has been with you guys, it's been so very dark as well. A darkness that no light could ever shine on." I feel for him in this moment.

Being emotionally unavailable made it a

fades slightly,

swear I see something like regret in

here's

me. She has ev

never would've let herself find someone who could give her

true. I

while, but she's strong. And in time, she let herself be loved by someone who will return that love. Who's in it for the long haul.

words hitting home. Lisa

edge of humor creeping back. "Now, let's talk about you. That thing I saw in you the night we well, you know. You found a different

way. Not even a little bit. You needed it. Hell, you deserved it. And yeah,

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