You Know I Need You (You Are Mine #4) - Willow Winters Page 0,43
only one big difference.”
“What’s that?”
“I think Evan may love you back, just like you love him. Whether or not he deserves it … well, that’s a matter of opinion, I guess.” I can’t respond and instead, I let my gaze wander back to the stain on the table. “It wasn’t the same for me. It was very much one sided.”
“I’m so sorry, Jake.” It’s all I can respond and I genuinely am.
“Don’t be,” he says easily. “Fate puts people in our life for a reason.” He takes a steadying breath before saying, “And now I know it’s possible.”
“What’s possible?” For a moment I worry that he thinks the two of us being together is still an option when it’s not at all for me.
“Not this like you and me,” he says, rushing out the words as if hearing my unspoken thought. “Trust me, I wish it were. But I meant … just that there could be someone else for me.”
“You could always write the story. Although I doubt you’d want me to be your agent, huh?”
“No … I don’t think that would work really,” he says with the same sad smile on his face that I’ve been giving him.
“Maybe we could still be friends?”
“I don’t think that’s for the best, Kat. I can’t just be friends with you.”
My hair tickles my shoulders as I nod and reach for my coat to leave. My movements are sluggish; I don’t want this to be the last goodbye. But it is. I know it. I barely touched my drink and didn’t have anything to eat, but that’s okay. I knew I wouldn’t anyway. Morning sickness has been rough this week so it’s not like I’d be able to keep it down anyway.
“How about this,” Jacob offers as I pull my wool coat tight around my shoulders. “You call me if you’re ever not okay and want more. But I won’t call you or text you again. It’s in your hands.”
“I’m sorry, Jake.” I say the words, but they don’t even make a dent in expressing what I feel.
“Stop being sorry. Do that one thing for me, will you?” he questions, his dark green, hazel eyes shining back just like they did the first moment I met him, and I merely nod and say my goodbye.
Every step back to my townhouse, I want to go back.
Every breath, I wish I could tell him that what he did for me, I can never repay, and I’ll be forever thankful for that.
But neither of those things happen. I walk back to my townhouse alone and the first thing I do when I get home is delete his emails and his number.
I don’t want to have the option to run back to him.
Jacob is a good man, but he’s not for me. I don’t need someone else to love me. I need to learn to love being alone again. So I can be whole for my child. So I can be a good mother.
Diary Entry Five
Dear Mom,
It’s not so bad being alone. I’m not really alone, alone. Not with this baby growing, but I can’t feel him or her yet. I still talk to him, though. I think it’s a boy, but I won’t know for weeks.
Like I said, though, I think it’s going to be all right being alone for now. I remember having that same thought for a while after you guys left me. I know it’s not your fault.
I just can’t stand to think of needing someone. Not when it hurts so freaking bad when they leave you. Did you see what Evan did? I gave him that power and that’s my fault. I won’t do it again.
I should have known better.
If you could just remind me, maybe? The next time he comes around and says he wants me and that he loves me, can you give me a sign? Something that will remind me that he’s just going to leave me again and how much that will hurt?
People don’t change, and some people are meant to be alone.
I promise I’ll be okay from now on, Mom.
I just forgot that I’m one of those people. But I remember now. I won’t forget again.
Chapter 20
Evan
I’m used to sneaking around. I’ve done it all my life. I’m a professional at it, after all.
The door to the townhouse opens and I turn to look over my shoulder at the cold, barren street. No one knows I’m here and I need to keep it that way.