As I'm there crying into Corbyn's arms, I'm thinking how hard this must be for him. He is being strong for me. He is the one. The one I should be with. Zach is just a bump in our road on the way to a happily ever after. After a while I stop crying. I pull myself off of Corbyn's chest. He smiles at me. "Listen to me, you are going to go back in there, grab all of your stuff out of that room and, I'm giving you your own room. I don't want you to go back to your house because yeah and I don't think you want to be in a room with Jonah and I." He tells me. "There isn't another room Corbyn. Don't drive the guys crazy for me." I tell him. I feel bad. "There is an extra room that we have, we didn't want to use it but if it is for you, I'll do anything." He says. I look up into his eyes. He looks into mine. "Thank you. I'm sorry for making the wrong choice." I say.
(Hey another short chapter but, I'm tired and I'm about to go to bed and idk what else to write so there ya go!)
