“You returned these.”
David lowered himself onto the couch.
“Alice…”
“You sent them back.”
He didn’t answer.
“This is my name. Our address. Chloe wrote to me, and you sent everything back.”
“Alice, listen—”
“Say it.”
He looked at the floor.
Finally, he whispered,
“I was scared.”
“Of what?”
“Of losing you.”
I stared at him.
“And losing her.”
“David.”
His voice cracked.
“I thought the two of you would become closer to each other than either of you were to me.”
The room went silent.
I couldn’t even process
