not even sure what we had before was real.” I threw open my door. His hands fell to his side and his head dropped. “My love for you is real. I’ll do my best to prove that to you. To earn your trust back.” “Please don’t.” I slid into my car and shut the door. I drove off, shaking and doing my best not to cry. In my rearview mirror, I watched him running his fingers through his hair and looking like he just lost his best friend. I felt the same way.
