I didn’t really have errands to run, so I headed to the harbor where boats were pulling in, took a seat on a bench and watched people load and unload the ships.
But no matter how many people I saw, there was only one person occupying my mind.
I glanced back at the way I’d come and scoffed at myself. Maybe what I did deep down was just me selfishly trying to force Soren to make a choice between me and his past.
I thought I loved him, so I’d love everything about him, including his past. However, I couldn’t. I couldn’t bring myself to try to compete with his past, nor was I going to share him with the memory of another woman.
I acted like I was being thoughtful of him, but deep down, I was just a coward. I couldn’t bring myself to beg him to stay, so I threw the difficult decision to him and I escaped—again.