Chapter 42: Tyler

I gripped the edges of the armrest on my chair while tears threatened to overwhelm me. This wasn’t true—the moments we shared, the ups and downs we had faced, it wasn’t a lie. There was no way someone could be so heartless as to break someone else’s heart, repair it, and then trash it again. I couldn’t believe it. I wouldn’t.

But there he stood, directly in front of me, with a stare so vivid and devoid of any emotion that I would swear he had never laid eyes on me before. I swallowed heavily and my saliva cut at the inside of my throat, while I bit the inside of my cheek to hold back from crying. He had to see me hurting, and it had to kill him just as much—only, it didn’t. He was as still as the lion heads on the fountain in Lion’s Square.

“Crazy, isn’t it?” Isaak continued. “How you never really know someone.”