“No,” he snaps as he jerks back. “Why would I? This place holds so many memories.” “Bad memories.” His jaw tightens. “One night of bad memories, V.” “One night’s enough.” I shake my head. “I don’t want this place to be ours anymore.” He closes his eyes and drags a hand through his short hair. He stays silent for a long moment before he says, “I’m sorry to tell you this, but that’s not really your choice.”
