CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
TIFFANY
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I wobble as Jayden strides away.
“I got ya,” Noah wraps an arm around me just as the ambulance people show up with a blanket, and I’m wrapped up and drawn away.
My brain cannot take in everything that just happened.
Jayden killed those men.
For me.
Then showed up like a wrecking ball, fucked me so hard my pussy is aching, and then left.
For good.
He didn’t have to say it, I could see it.
The way he ran a hand through his hair, looking as if he’s fighting an inner battle. I don’t believe it’s me that he’s running from anymore. It’s himself.
But I can’t save him.
He has to choose me.
Thinking he will one day is a stupid hope to cling to, so I let the tears fall as the medics attend to me and start answering questions.
“You need to let him go,” Noah says as he leans against the ambulance.
“I know,” I nod, staring at my lap.
But he loves me. I know he does, and how am I supposed to pretend I don’t love him back?
Goodbye Tiff. I lo...I will miss you.
He nearly said it.
If he’d just talk to me.
Pain slices down my arm as my adrenaline crashes. I’m given some pain meds, and my parents come rushing through the taped-off area, then the world seems to become a blur after that.
I gaze out across the chaos that was my launch and wonder what I do with my life after this.
Jayden is gone.
Forever.