She shook her head. “No, you didn’t. I don’t love you.”
“Skye.”
“Go, Noah. Leave. Now.”
He stared at her, and she forced herself to glare at him, to feel the anger and rage that he didn’t deserve.
“Get out. Leave!” She finally screamed the words, causing a scene.
Noah had no choice but to get to his feet. He gave her one last, lingering look, and that was all it took.
She knew she’d never see him again and that was how it had to be. He had to live his life away from her, away from each other, for them both to be able to move on.
“Are you okay, honey?” the nurse asked.
“Yes.” She lied so easily.
She was far from okay.
In fact, she doubted she’d ever be okay again.