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Her expression tightens.

“That doesn’t solve everything.”

“It solves part of it.”

“You can’t just build this around flights whenever your schedule allows,” she says.

“I have more freedom than I did seven years ago.”

Blaire’s eyes harden slightly. “I know.”

“Then why are you acting like nothing has changed?”

She looks at me. “Because maybe some things haven’t changed enough.”

I feel my jaw tighten. “That’s not fair.”

“I’m not trying to be fair.”

“Then what are you trying to be, Blaire?”

“Honest.”

I hold her gaze.

“Then be honest.”

She goes quiet. I wait.

Finally, she says, “You were right the first time.”

The words hit harder than anything else she has said.

I stare at her.

“No.”

“Yes.”

“Don’t do that.”

Her brows draw together.

“Do what?”

“Take the exact thing I was wrong about and hand it back to me like it’s suddenly true.”

Blaire looks away.

“I’m telling you that maybe we don’t fit into each other’s lives long-term.”

“I don’t believe that.”

“You don’t have to,” she says.

“I do if you expect me to accept this.”

Her expression shifts.