"Jenkins… did you ever actually love me?"
Peter's voice trembled slightly, and Jenkins blinked, surprised he'd ask such a question at this moment. Then, a flicker of memory—she recalled how, at the Horton's gathering, Gavin had asked something similar to Selena.
Were men really boys at heart, clinging to hopes until the end?
Jenkins' lips curved into a small, pained smile. "Every step of me meeting you was all planned. I can't deny that. As for love… I don't want to lie to you."
After those words, she fell silent. But everyone there—Peter, Keira, Erin—could easily infer the words left unsaid: I don't want to lie to you. I don't love you.
After all, if she did love him, there would've been no need for lies.
Peter let out a dry, bitter laugh. "You don't even love me. So, what choice is there to make?"