Page 208 of The Heart You Kept

EDWARD

I stare at the graph on my computer screen and add a comment in the drop box.

Knock, knock, sounds at the door.

“Yes,” I call.

The door opens. “Hello, Edward.”

I know that voice, I glance up to see Paul walking into my office.

“What are you doing here?” I snap.

“Your brother has called me, apparently something is currently transpiring with you.”

“Nope.” I keep typing. “Go back to London, I’m fine.”

“Okay.” He sits down, ignoring my request.

“Leave please. I’m very busy.”

I can feel his eyes on me as he looks me over. “Does this have to do with Alora?”

“No.” I keep typing to evade his glare.

“So are you still seeing her?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“I am not interested in a relationship and she wants more.” I shrug. “Wanted.”

“Wanted as in past tense?”

“I guess.”

“So she doesn’t want that anymore?”

“No.” I exhale and keep typing.

“How does that make you feel?”

Crazy.

“I don’t care.”

“You don’t care?”

“No.”

“You know, Edward, real love is messy, and not everyone is brave enough to let themselves feel it.”

My heart sinks.

“Just get out,” I whisper.

“You have come so far and you are so close.”