The One Who Left

Chapter Seventeen

Brooke's POV

I laid still in Brady's arms, trying to keep my heartbeat normal.

"I love you Brooke," Brady had whispered into my hair only a second ago, "I let you go. I shouldn't have let you go. God I love you so much."

My head was reeling and for a moment I wondered if I was still asleep. This had to be a dream.

But it wasn't.

I had heard him say it. Loud in clear. After all this time, the words I've always imagined him saying were actually spoken.

I was paralyzed. Paralyzed with fear and uncontrollable happiness. I wasn't supposed to know. I shouldn't know.

And yet I did.

Brady's POV

When the memories of homecoming stopped swimming before my eyes I put my lips on Brooke's head.

"I love you Brooke. I let you go. I shouldn't have let you go. God I love you so much," I whispered against her hair imagining a world where she said it back.

"Michael is going to be so happy to see you again," I whispered next, "He missed you almost as much as I did."

That's when I felt it. When I heard it.

A small movement. An almost inaudible, suddenly intake of breath.

Brooke's POV

"Michael is going to be so happy to see you again. He missed you almost as much as I did."

That's when I lost my fragile control of my emotions and movements. I took an intake of breath and twitched my hand towards Brady.

"Brooke?" Brady's voice was quiet. Nervous. And shaking.

"Yes," my voice seemed to mirror his.

"Did you hear everything I just said?" I could feel Brady's eyes on me.

I looked up and met his eyes. They were filled with tears. His terror and heart break seemed to mirror my own.

"Yes."

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