“Because she deserves better. If I stay with her, everything in her life would be wrapped up in me. Her career. Her happiness. Her fucking life. I’m never scared for myself when something goes wrong out there. But I was scared shitless for her.”
“But that’s a completely normal reaction to a person you love being in danger,” he says.
“It isn’t about the jump,” I say.
“No, I know it isn’t. It’s about realizing that someone trusted you deeply, and being afraid that you aren’t worthy of that trust.”
I want to argue with Damon, but he’s making a little too much sense.
“She’s going to quit,” I say.
“That bothers you as much as anything, doesn’t it?”
“Yes,” I say. “This is where she belongs. The company won’t be the same without her.”
“Neither will you.”
I look away. He’s right. I’m not the same. Selene cut through me, to my core. She found a part of me I thought was dead. I thought it died the day Chelsea did, at the bottom of that cliff. But whether or not Selene is good for me isn’t the point. I can take risks with my own life, but how can I take them with hers?