No matter what happened with Aiden, she knew she’d put this conversation off too long. “Hey there,” Neil said, looking up from the suitcase he’d been zipping up. His favorite suits were laid out on the bed, partially enclosed in garment bags, and several large suitcases already sat by the door to their bedroom. Apparently, he was anxious to start his new life in Los Angeles, with or without her. “I was wonderin’ when you were gonna get home. I wanted to stick around so we could talk, but I’ve got a cab comin’ to take me to the airport in a few minutes.” When she didn’t say anything, he held his arms out to her. Without hesitation, she stepped into his embrace. “I’m gonna miss you,” she whispered, clutching his back. “I wish you didn’t have to go.” She knew it was selfish of her to wish he could stay, to hold her hand and help her through the dismal days ahead, but he’d already sacrificed too much of his life to be there for her.
