My heart stopped. “But you didn’t. Not before. Not now. You’ve never asked me to stay.” And judging by the tone in her voice, now it was too late. “You broke my fucking heart.” “Then I guess tonight makes us even.” She swallowed hard. “Happy New Year, Tobias.” The sound of her slamming door echoed through the house. I stood frozen, immobilized by the pain. She hated me. To be fair, tonight, I sort of hated myself.
