And when I see Monty staring back at me, I somehow break a little more. I open the door and he wraps his arms around me, holding me close as I cry violently on his shoulder. “You were right,” I sob. “I should’ve listened to you.” “No. Shh,” he tells me. “You were blinded by your feelings for him. But you deserve so much better. You’re going to find someone better.” “I don’t want to,” I answer through my tears. “I don’t want anyone.” His fingers run through my hair, but it’s not the same as when Hayes did it. Because when he did it, I felt warm. All I feel as I stand here now is empty. “You’re
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