Ever been in love? I'm not talking about puppy love or pure lust. I'm referring to the real deal. The endorphin releasing, soul captivating, crumbling under his touch kind of love. The kind of love that will kill you when you lose it, but will save...
The moment I have dreaded for two weeks has arrived. Y/n is leaving for London. I keep telling myself it's a good thing. This gives her the opportunity to have closure with Mike. Sell their house, quit her job, spend time with her family before she moves to L.A. to be with me. I just have to let her go for a little while before we can be together forever. It's like a mantra I'm repeating in my head in order to stay calm.
I run up to the main house. The weather is rainy and gray. Y/n is packing her suitcases and I want her to take a couple of my shirts and hoodies with her. So she'll have my scent around her whenever she needs it.
I walk up to Ethan's room and look for my black hoodie. As I walk in I see Emma in his bed. I'm not surprised after everything y/n told me a couple of nights ago. I walk around the bed towards the closet when I almost step into a used condom. I can't help but almost throw up.
"That's disgusting!" I whisper. I decide to give y/n all my other hoodies and head out to leave the room as soon as possible when Emma's phone starts buzzing on the bedside table. For a second I think she's gonna wake up, but all Emma does is roll on to her other side. I'm debating whether or not to read the texts and since I'm still not convinced by her 'Whitney' story I decide to read them. I tiptoe to her side of the bed and hover over the phone.
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Okay.. I think. This is not making the situation any clearer. And why is Ethan involved all of a sudden? Whitney doesn't even know Ethan as far as I know. More confused than before I leave the room and head back to the guesthouse. Still thinking about the texts I just read,
I open the door and see y/n laying face down on the bed. Her legs hanging straight over the side of the bed. It looks kinda funny and I smile. She is holding one of my hoodies and has buried her face in it. As I approach her she looks up and her eyes are red and swollen. The smile on my face disappears and my heart shatters into a thousand pieces.
"Baby.." I say as I hug her tight. She starts sobbing in my arms. I can't keep it together anymore and tears well up in my eyes. "We might need to get you an ice pack for your flight." I say with a lump in my throat. She looks up and we lock eyes. A smile appears on her face and I drown in her beautiful brown eyes.
