Page 64 of Hidden With You

I shake my head, because even though I do know the answer, I can’t bring myself to say it, or to even think it. Not really.

I taste saltwater, and realize tears are streaming down my face.

“He thought about it, yes. But he chose you.”

“Maybe he did, but he still fucked up. He should have told me.”

“Maybe. Maybe not. He was trained as a spy. Do you know what that means?”

I don’t answer.

She grimaces. “Okay. How about this—do you believe he loves you?”

“I don’t know.”

She barks out a laugh. “That is such bullshit."

“What is your problem?” I snap.

“Honestly? You. You are my problem. Right now, you are the only problem I’ve got. And you’re a big one.”

“Why are you picking on me? This is the worst day of my life. The man I love thought about killing me.”

“And he didn’t because he loves you.” She drags her fingers through her hair. “This is the problem. You say that people leave you, but do they really? Do you even try to meet them halfway? Did you ever try with Camille?”

“What? Why are we talking about Camille? I can barely have a conversation with her now.”

“Because you two never connected after she moved away. And yes, that’s partly her fault, but she tried. She told me she reached out a couple of times, and you never seemed interested. You were just angry that she was gone. And by the time you got over it, she’d moved on. Maybe she shouldn’t have, maybe she should have tried harder after you had a chance to deal, but it wasn’t entirely her fault.”

My eyes are wide, and I’m feeling the force of her words like a slap. “I... I...”

I shake my head, realizing I can’t say anything because I’m crying. “I’m sorry.”

Her shoulders droop. “It’s not really about Camille. You’re both doing fine. That’s not the point. The point is Jasper. If you love him, you have to meet him halfway. Especially if you believe he loves you too. So that’s the question,” she said. “Are you giving up? Or are you going to fight for him?”