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He grabbed my hand and led me off the dance floor. “I’m going to go get our coats. I’ll be right back.” He dropped my hand and walked toward the doors. God was he sexy. I folded my arms across my chest as I watched him walk away.
“You always looked beautiful in those earrings.”
The blood in my body seemed to freeze. I’d recognize his voice anywhere. Patrick. I turned around. I hadn’t seen him in person in a few months. His hair was different. He looked good. He certainly seemed to be handling the breakup better than me, at least before I met Mason. But then again, Patrick wasn’t the one whose heart had been broken. He had done the breaking.
I blinked hard. For some reason, seeing him made me want to cry. All those memories of us seemed to flood back. It was like ripping off a Band-Aid too soon. Maybe my wound wasn’t healed yet. But he wasn’t the same person that I loved. I didn’t even know him anymore. It was like looking at someone I loved and looking at a complete stranger at the same time. And I didn’t know what to say to him. I wasn’t going to thank him for a compliment, that was for sure. I didn’t want to speak to him at all.
“You look amazing, Bee.”
“Thanks.” Damn it! He doesn’t deserve my thanks!
“Do you want to dance?”
“No. I’m here with someone.”
“Oh.”
“What about you?” I didn’t really want to know the answer. But at the same time I did.
“Yeah.” He looked over his shoulder. “My girlfriend just went to the restroom.”
Girlfriend? “That’s great. I’m happy for you.” I wasn’t happy for him. Is that why he had come over here? To tell me he was dating someone else? My chest was starting to hurt. This dress was too tight. It was growing hard to breathe. I wanted to walk away but my feet seemed stuck in place. There were so many things I still wanted to say to him.
He gave me a small smile. “I still miss you. I think I always will.”
“Don’t, Patrick.” Why is he doing this to me?
“I’m just telling you the truth.”
“I didn’t realize you were capable of telling the truth.”
“Bee…”
“You don’t get to say that you miss me, Patrick. That’s not fair. You’re the one that messed this up. You don’t get to miss me now. Not when you didn’t like being with me when we were together.”
He stared at me. “You know that’s not true. I loved you. You know that.”
Loved. Past tense. “You should probably get back to your girlfriend. Or are you just talking to me because you’re hoping you can cheat on her too?”
Patrick laughed. “I just wanted to see how you were doing.”
“I’m good. No, I’m great. I’ve never been happier.” I was having trouble holding back my tears now. I blinked faster.
“I’m glad that you’re happy.”
“Are you?”
“Of course I am. I still care about you.”
Fuck you! “If you cared about me, you wouldn’t have betrayed me.”
“I didn’t betray you. I made a mistake.”
“A mistake is something you make once, Patrick. It’s not something you make dozens of times.”
“I told you I was sorry. I don’t understand why you won’t forgive me.”
“Because I loved you. Your betrayal hurt so much because I loved you so much.”
