It’s exactly what I fucking deserve, even if I can see the confusion behind the blue of her eyes. Yeah, I graduated from college. But after what I did, there was no way in hell I was going to go off and make some cushy life for myself.
At least Sam hasn’t let it hold her back.
My heart punches against my ribs, the whole thing a painful bruise. I could be with her now, except—
“I have to get going.”
Sam blinks up at me, her gorgeous lips parting, and then she presses them together again. “Yeah, of course.” She tries again with that smile. “It was good to see you, Beck.”
“You—” My throat is threatening to close up. I can’t fucking take it. So I step around her and start to walk away. “You, too,” I call over my shoulder, as I leave her behind for the second time.