Chapter 16

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I stuffed as much as I could into my Prada bag. Tears blurred my vision and I felt like I was dreaming...I wish I was.


I slammed the drawer shut in frustration. Putting my fingers on the edge of the cherry wood to catch my breath - I was hyperventilating again.


How could the people I love...the people I trusted...the people who I gave I would of gone to the ends of the universe and back to...do this to me?


I fell to my knees and my face went into my palms as I let out a sob.


The closet door opened and in came Liam, which made me pick up my bag and stand up.


I can't let him see my tears.


"Monica, Please-"


I looked at the floor as I tried to go past him, but his broad frame blocked me. "Liam, move. You're the last person I want to talk to."


"Please, just listen." He begged.


I sniffled. "I've heard enough. I just want to get out of here."


I pushed him with the strength I had left, and walked out of our bedroom.


I heard him follow after me to the front door, which I opened and walked out, not bothering to close it.


"Monica," He spoke, "I love you so much. I know that what I did was shitty, but I love you so much-"


"You used me." I said through my teeth and through a waterfall of tears, "You used me, and you think that I'll believe that you love me? Don't make me laugh Liam."


I opened got into my car and started it, backing out of the driveway.


I looked in the rearview mirror as I drove away. He didn't bother to follow me anymore.


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The city of Atlanta got smaller as the plane flew away.


I never thought I would be in the position of running away from my problems again. My heart was still healing and then disaster happens.


I laid my head against the window, beginning to cry again and not wanting to look odd in front of the person next to me.


The events thats happened not too long ago kept replaying in my head...


"I'm so happy you're father offered me this." Liam spoke in a low voice, but with a smile on his face.

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