“You go first,” Dallas said.
Quinn thought maybe she shouldn’t have been in such a
rush to say anything, because she wasn’t entirely sure what she
even wanted to tell Dallas. There were a thousand things
running through her mind.
“I’m sorry I didn’t get on the flight,” she whispered. “That
was stupid. I don’t know why, but I guess I had a little bit of a
panic attack. Not a physical one. I was breathing fine. A
mental one. I just couldn’t do it. This time, it’s always me who
is trying to do the leaving. I’m the one who keeps messing
things up.”
“It’s alright. I understand.”
“Do you?”
“I think I do. This month was tough for both of us. Long
distance relationships aren’t for everyone. I can see what you
were thinking too, how you thought that we’d both just end up
getting hurt after investing all that effort, missing each other,
spending money on flights, missing each other some more.
Hoping and waiting. I can see how you would think that I
wouldn’t be willing to move. I guess I kind of made it sound
like I was pretty entrenched where I am.”
“Kind of,” Quinn admitted.
“Can I tell you what I think?”
Quinn cringed. “Yes. It wouldn’t be fair if you didn’t get a
chance.”
“It’s not bad.” Dallas’ expression was comforting. She
wasn’t digging in and getting that stubborn look like she
wouldn’t listen or was gearing up for a fight. She looked the
exact opposite and it helped Quinn relax. “I think that if we’re
going to break up, we should do it for a good reason. Not that