Page 96 of Loving Bad

One moment of strained silence ticked into another. I swallowed hard. He looked so sure of himself and I began to doubt that I'd had all the facts when I'd made my decision to cut him out of my life. But I noticed he seemed nervous.

"Why are you nervous?" I asked.

He looked at me with sadness.

"There is a chance I will lose you anyway." I had no idea what in the folder made him scared that would happen.

"Promise me you will read it," he asked softly as his eyes implored mine.

I felt myself nodding. My curiosity was piqued and he'd gone to such lengths to organize this, the least I could do was read it.

"I’ll read it," I promised him softly. I'd had that folder for ages and I'd never once looked in it and now I was going to read everything. I wasn't nervous because nothing was going to change how I much I loved him.

"You know where to find me when you're done," he said just before he turned to open my bedroom door.

"I'll see you soon. Even if it's just to tell me you never want to see me again," he said, turning back to look at me one more time before walking out of my bedroom and leaving me a little stunned.