“Not really,” I answered as I took a sip. “She loves you, Connor, and I’ve known you long enough to know that you’re in love with her as well.” I picked up my glass and lightly swirled the liquid around. “If she truly loved me, she would have told me that she was sick.” “And if you truly loved her, you would have told her about Ashlyn, because I damn well know that you haven’t.” I sighed as I took another drink. “You sound like my therapist. I saw Ellery today,” I said as I looked up at him. “I was on the treadmill at the gym, and she stopped in front of the window.” “Did she see you?” “No, she stopped to pull out her phone to look at it. She looked frail and sad.” “Of course she did, Connor. She loves you, but you walked out on her. You left her all alone in a hotel room in Michigan,” he spat. I leaned across the table. “I know what I did, and I regret it. I was in shock and very angry by what I had just found out. The only thing I saw was my future dying, and I couldn’t deal with it, so I left.
