Chapter 14

He practically shoved me into the hotel’s private lounge, the door slamming behind us with a final–sounding click.

Blocking the exit with his six–foot frame, Aiden towered over me, his perfectly tailored suit doing nothing to hide the tension in his shoulders. His voice shook with a mixture of anger and disbelief.

“Real mature, Brooklyn! Throwing away everything we planned just to spite me? Running off to Stanford? We had our whole future mapped out!”

I lifted my chin, finally finding the courage I’d spent all summer building. My voice came out steadier

than I felt.

“I’m allowed to have my own dreams. Why does my entire life have to revolve around your plans? God,

Aiden, do you even hear yourself?”

the blow I’d been holding back: “And be

broken promises, or because you’re losing your convenient backup girl?”

color drained from his face. His perfect prep school composure cracked.

make it sound so… cheap. We’re

still hung up

to meet his gaze. After all these years,

that much.

you knew exactly how I felt about you, and you watched me

people like Aiden – they

He stumbled back like I’d physically struck him, his back

boy was

straightened his tie – a nervous habit I’d watched him develop since his first Model UN conference. “We’ve known each other since third grade. We’re seniors now. Since you’ve chosen to throw away a

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