It's not always Black and White

"I'm not sure, but I wanna do this."

Theo's POV

It's my first time alone with Grace since I broke up with her. The air between us feels heavy with unsaid words and unspoken emotions. I clear my throat, attempting to break the awkward silence that hangs in the air.

"So... how are you settling in at the apartment?" I finally muster the courage to ask, my voice sounding shaky to my own ears.

She looks up at me, her eyes filled with a mixture of surprise and something I can't quite decipher. Grace gives me a quick half-smile, her green eyes bright and alert. I feel a twinge of something as I realise I can still appreciate her beauty.

"I know you miss me," she teases, her smile widening, and her dimples showing.

I can't help but grin in response. Her dimples have always had a way of making her seem a lot younger than she really is. I take a moment to fully look at her—her long brown hair is shiny and wavy, and it looks good. She's always looked amazing.

"That was a joke. You can smile again; it was a joke," she reassures me.

But I can't keep up the charade any longer. I need to say what's been on my mind since I saw her again.

"I feel like you still love me, and I love you. I love you, Grace. You know that. I love you, and you're a great girl, and we just need to be together."

I don't even realise what I've said until the words have left my mouth. It's like the words formed themselves and then they just flew out of my mouth. I look at her, and I can see her surprise in her expression.

"I've moved on, Theo. And you should too. If you're looking for some comfort, some closure, I get it. But if you're here looking to get back together, it's not gonna happen," she says firmly.

Her words hit me like a blow to the gut. It was one thing when she was telling me to leave her alone, but this is completely different.

"You can't do that! You can't just end it. We were happy, Grace."

"And you left me for Melanie. What kind of bullshit was that? Do you think I would ever be okay with you going with her? I mean, if I wanted to be a part of a threesome, I would have stayed in the apartment, but no. I left. Because you you two wanted to be together. So don't you dare try and tell me what I can and can't do. You made your bed, Theo, and now you have to lay in it. Without me."

She's angry. I've never seen her like this. She's not yelling, but her words are biting, and her tone is harsh. I can't believe she's talking to me like this. I thought she would at least hear me out.

"Grace, please..."

"No, Theo. It's over. We're done."

She turns away from me and starts to walk away.

"Grace!"

"Leave me alone, Theo. Just... go."

I stand there, rooted to the spot, staring at her back as she walks away from me. My heart is breaking, and all I want to do is hold her and tell her how sorry I am. But I can't. I let her go, just like I did before, and it feels like history repeating itself all over again.
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Grace's POV

I walked out and called Bea from my cell phone. "Can you talk?"

"Yes. What's up? How did the convo with Theo go?"

"Fine, I basically told him I've moved on, and I think he understands."

"Oh my. This is progress. You guys are friends. So now you've just gotta get your man."