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My head was spinning, trying to understand what had happened.
“Can you take out your phone?” he asked quietly, staring at me with a look of pity—which I hated.
With shaking hands, I pulled it out, typing in the password that Ari had asked me to add for “security.”
“Go to my contact,” Clark pressed, watching my hands as I navigated the contact list.
Finding Clark's name, I tapped on it, fully expecting to find…nothing.
But hewasblocked.
And I knew I hadn’t done that.
“Maybe I accidently—” I started, confusion washing over me.
“If you check Facebook, you’ll see that I’m blocked on there too,” he said gently.
I couldn’t help but check, desperate for it not to be true. Because I could have accidently blocked him in my contacts…but not on every other app as well.
But it was true. Clark had been blocked on Facebook, Instagram…every other fucking app on my phone.
This didn’t make everything else true.
But they probably were. Thinking back…I’d started not to hear from Clark after that first time Ari had come in…when I’d somehow “lost” my phone and it had been given to the hostess to return to me.
And the Halloween party…I should have been way more fucking suspicious.
The drugs found in Clark’s car–I’d known he didn’t do drugs, but it was so…easy for me to accept everything.
I sank into a chair, feeling like the world was collapsing in on me.
The problem was…everything that Clark had said could be true.
But because I was so fucked up—I still wanted Ari Lancaster with everything in me.
"I can’t believe this is happening," I admitted, my voice trembling.
Clark knelt in front of me, his voice soft and reassuring. "I understand, Blake. It's a lot to take in. But I promise you, Ineverstopped loving you. I never gave up on us. Now that I’ve gotten you back, we can start over. I’ll move here…or you can move back home. We canfixus.”
I stared at his handsome face, years of memories whirling around in my head.
He was a good man.
But that wasn’t enough for me—not anymore.
“I’m sorry, Clark, “ I whispered, my eyes locking with his. “It’s over.”
He flinched like I’d slapped him. "Don’t say that, Blake. I love you! I’ve loved you since the second I saw you.” Tears streamed down his face, his vulnerability laid bare before me. Old habits were hard to kill, and I wanted to wrap my arms around him, to make him feel better.
I think I had loved him once, but not in the way he deserved to be loved.
Not in the wayIdeserved to love someone.
“I hope you can forgive me, someday,” I murmured. It was a selfish thought, but it would be hard for me to live knowing he was out there, hating the memory of me for the rest of our lives.
“Please. Don’t let him do this to us.”
I yanked my gaze away from him, because it hurt to look at him.
