Chapter 9

Pax and I parted on bad terms.

Four days before I left the country, she was hospitalized. Just when I thought things couldn’t get any more ridiculous, Nina tried to kill herself.

“She’s got serious depressive tendencies.”

“It’s just an apology.”

Pax stood before me, fingers pressed to his forehead, as if the weight of this conversation had exhausted him. The dim hospital lights cast deep shadows under his eyes–evidence of a sleepless night.

I wondered if he had spent the night here, at her bedside.

He exhaled slowly, his patience fading by the second. “Wouldn’t you?”

I stared at him, my lips curling in amusement.

An apology?

I almost laughed.

“Of course,” I said, my assent easy, almost nonchalant.

Then I walked into her room.

The place smelled sterile and artificial, like disinfectant, with a hint of metal. The monitors beeped at slow, rhythmic intervals, the only sound to break the silence.

Nina sat on the bed, her skin pale under the fluorescent light. Her hair was combed to one side, framing her delicate features and making her look almost ethereal–like a fragile thing that was almost broken.

When she saw me, her lips parted slightly.

I took a step closer and locked eyes with her.

clearly, I

“Apologize, asshole.”

that followed was sharp,

come

her role, she quickly recovered–her expression changed like a curtain being

tears. Her fingers clenched the hospital blanket, the

2:06

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Years of Love,

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if my words hurt her.

admire her.

good at this.

he’d rehearsed a thousand times before–Parks was already

on her shoulder, and his voice

“Nina don’t-”

my fingers curled around the familiar edge. Without another word. 1 turned and walked away.But just

walk out that door

I paused

words fell between us, heavy

and looked back at him.

me,

Waiting for what?

buckle under

we’ve shared?

out a slow

I smiled.

“Deal.”

I’ve always wanted?

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