“I’m sorry Jade.” Leaning forward, Julian grasped my hands into his. My heart constricted slightly, but I refused to panic. No matter what he said, I was in control. I tried to remember every victory quote from my therapy sessions.
“Sorry for what? You were honest, so what is there to apologize for?”
“I lied Jade. I can’t let you go. I mean I can, I just don’t want to. I’ve always done things my way. I don’t have to compromise. You know? It’s like a bad habit. But it doesn’t work with you. I don’t want to feel like I didn’t try.” His eyes were serious and imploring me to accept his words.
Deep breaths, point of focus, deep breathes. I rolled my head back and stared at the brightest star I could find.
I wonder if that’s the north star?