“No. This is real, Jake. What we have…” If I try to put it into words, I’ll cry. And I don’t want to cry tonight. I just want to feel good. I want to make him feel good too. “I left you in Seattle. You didn’t get to say goodbye.” “Yeah, that sucked,” he mutters. I take a deep breath, letting it out. “So, now’s your chance.” He raises a dark brow. “What?” “Say goodbye.” “Seattle, what are you—” “I robbed you of the chance to have me one last time,” I explain. “I knew if you did, I wouldn’t be able to walk away. I would have stayed. I would have told you my name. Well, now the game has changed.
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