Of all the things she could have done or said to me, that was the one thing I’d feared more than anything. It cut deeper than I ever expected it to. The room stayed silent, I’m sure all eyes on me. After a few minutes, I stood up, with every intention of trying again. Maybe if I kept apologizing and telling her how much I loved her, she’d eventually listen. Wiping my eyes, I took a step toward the hallway, when suddenly Nick was blocking my path. “That’s not a good idea.” “You’re the one who told me to fight for her.” He glanced behind him at the bedroom door. “Yeah, but none of us has seen this side of Em in months. You know her better than any of us, and if you really stop and think about it, you know that now is not the time to push.” “I can’t let her walk away from me.” “You have to,” Caleb said from behind me, “at least for tonight.” I turned around and the varying looks of sadness on their faces said so much to me. They could have been for Emily, or me.
