time - j.w [BOOK 1]✔️

62.

After almost an hour on the phone to Natalie, reassuring her after her rant about how bad of an idea it is to see Jeff right now, Olivia was expecting Jeff. She had her clubbing outfit on, hair and makeup done, hoping to leave as soon as this was finished. After 10 painful minutes of waiting and sipping on a small vodka bottle, Jeff arrived. She opened the door and let him in, he looked around as if it was his first time seeing it.

Olivia sat down and felt awkward. Yes, half of her wanted to pounce onto him and kiss him, hug him and tell him everything was okay. But she couldn't forget what he did again.

"I'm-"

"Before you start, I don't want to hear another I'm sorry because it won't change my mind." Olivia started.

Jeff looked confused, hurt and scared. "Change you mind on what?" His voice came out like a whimper.

She looked away, she couldn't look him in the eyes and do it. It hurt her chest. She wanted to cry and ruin her makeup and walk off the edge of a cliff. "I think we need to break up." She breathed. She didn't know if it was the vodka that had burned her throat or those painful words.

"What?" He asked, his voice had broken and his hand flew to his face to wipe a tear.

"I think it's right to give each other some space. Jeff, you hurt me. For the second time. And I can't just take you back. At least not right now. Every time I look at you, I still see you and that girl. And I feel sick every single time." She spoke. "You broke my heart."

"I know and I never meant for it to happen. I was given drinks left right and centre, I wanted to have a good time and drink. And one thing led to another, and we were in that room together. I'm not going to make excuses and say I thought it was you. I really don't have any explanation as to why I did it. And you don't hate me as much as I hate myself right now. I'm disappointed and ashamed and every second away from you I can't help but think of how upset you are." Jeff explained.

Olivia couldn't bring herself to look at Jeff, she didn't want to cry anymore over him. Instead, she looked at her shoes and spoke. "I just need time. I'm not saying we will never have a chance together again. But I'm saying I need time. I can't take you back right now, I'm hurting and need to heal."

"I will give you however long you want. For the rest of my life, if need be." Jeff cried. She hadn't seen him cry, ever, and now she finally saw the tough man break. Which made her feel worse.

"I'm not expecting it back, but I love you." Jeff spoke, standing up and leaving.