“Your eyes are black,” he said sadly. “You’re not well, and Pierce shouldn’t be taking advantage.” “I don’t care about him,” I cried, pulling on his arm. “I only care about you.” “You need to get some help, Liz.” He sounded so torn. “You need to do it, okay?” “If I take my meds, will you take me back?” “You should take your meds regardless, Liz.” “But would it help?” I choked out, feeling desperate. “Would you take me back?” “No, Liz.” Releasing a broken sigh, Hugh shook his head and stepped around me. “I’m never taking you back.”
