Redeeming 6 (Boys of Tommen, #4)

by Chloe Walsh

“No, I’m not okay,” she choked out, voice thick with emotion now. “I haven’t been okay in weeks.” This time she did look at me, and it cut like a knife when I saw the tears pooling in her eyes. “But you seem like you’re doing a lot better, so clearly this breakup is working for one of us.” “Are you serious?” I took a step back, feeling like she had just knifed me in the gut. “You think I’m not hurting?” “I don’t know how you feel anymore.” “In love,” I bit out. “With you.” “Don’t…” “Nothing’s changed for me, Molloy,” I interrupted, needing her to know. “Nothing.” “I can’t do this,” she admitted, voice torn. “I can’t.” “Can’t do what?” I asked, feeling panicked. “Can’t talk to me?” “Be here with you and not be with you,” she strangled out, pressing a hand to her forehead. “It’s too much. It’s too hard.” Shaking her head, she turned to walk away. “I can’t.” “Aoife.” A fucked-up combination of guilt and fear coursed through me as I watched her leave. “All I’m trying to do is protect you.” “No—” Swinging around, she stalked back to me, looking mad as hell. “No,” she repeated through clenched teeth, pointing her finger at me. “This is not protecting me, Joey. Waking away is not protecting me. Leaving me is not protecting me, dammit!” Furious, she blinked back her tears and glared up at me. “That is not how you treat the person you love, which goes to show that you never loved me the way I loved you.” “Never loved you?” I gaped at her. “Are you fucking crazy? You’re the only per...