I couldn’t stop myself from brushing my knuckles against her cheek. “I’m going home. You need to figure out what you want your future to look like, and I don’t want to be here if you decide it doesn’t include me.” I kissed the top of her head as she broke into heavy, rasping sobs; every single one a bullet to my chest. When I reached the elevator and glanced up, her face had dropped into her hands, her chest heaving like she couldn’t breathe. I watched until the doors closed, and for the second time in my life, I left Marnie Matthews on her doorstep, holding my heart while I walked away.
