I lay awake, my mind racing so fast I couldn't sleep even if I wanted to. And I really didn't want to. I was on a deadline now, and every second mattered.
Trent lay beside me, sound asleep. At least, I thought he was asleep. If not, he was pretending really well. I studied him, my heart aching.
The sound of his voice when he'd asked me to spend an eternity with him I'd never heard so much want, so much need before. Then, when he asked me why I didn't want to spend an eternity with him. . . his questions, his voice haunted me.
He'd been so hurt, and I hadn't been able to make it better, to tell him I'd change for him. Because that's what it came down to - if I changed, it would be for Trent. For our relationship. Why couldn't I make that commitment to him? I loved him, and I couldn't imagine my life with anyone else.