At the start of your relationship with Rafe you’d had so many little doubts. Silly things, like how long should you wait between texts or what you’d do if he didn’t text back. Insignificant worries that had amounted to nothing. Because things with you had been so easy from the beginning. You’d just understood each other, brought out the best in each other.

And then it had all imploded. There’d been little fractures along the way; the way he’d dismissed your relationship to his friends, the hurt you’d felt at his words. The hurt that had led you to Hollis, led to your betrayal of Rafe. The way it had ended, made you question how much of you and him had been fate, and how much had been free will? Were you both destined to love each other and lose each other? Or were you both two broken people who’d made decisions that destroyed you?

we always walked a very thin line

He’d told you to pack your shit and get out, so you had. But the more time that went by, the more that ending felt wrong to you. After everything you two had shared, how could it really end in a phone call that hadn’t even lasted a minute? It didn’t feel right. You had to fix it. You had to make him understand. Somehow, you had to do the impossible and make Rafe Cameron forgive you, because you couldn’t live without him.

I couldn’t turn things around

You stood on his doorstep now, proverbial hat in hand, prepared for whatever he was going to fish out. You’d take it all. You’d do whatever it took. You weren’t going to give up on him, weren’t going to give up on the future that had seemed so bright just a month ago.

Rafe opens the door, and even though you’d told yourself to be ready for his anger, nothing could have prepared you for the coldness in his eyes. It was like you were a stranger to him, like he’d completely evicted you from his heart.

“What the hell do you want?” The pure anger in his voice makes you flinch. Never before had that anger been turned on you, and you hated it, hated yourself for causing it.