You're letting me go?"
He curled his upper lip, his expression painfully bitter as he took a step back from me.
"Apparently... I never had a hold of you." He turned sharply, and without another word striding down the street into the dark.
Braden never once looked back and that was a good thing.
If he had, he'd have seen Jocelyn Butler crying real tears for the first time in a long time, and he would have known that I'd lied. And lied big. For anyone who saw me, knew they were watching a heart in the process of it breaking.

Autore: Samantha Young

You're letting me go?"<br />He curled his upper lip, his expression painfully bitter as he took a step back from me. <br />"Apparently... I never had a hold of you." He turned sharply, and without another word striding down the street into the dark.<br />Braden never once looked back and that was a good thing.<br />If he had, he'd have seen Jocelyn Butler crying real tears for the first time in a long time, and he would have known that I'd lied. And lied big. For anyone who saw me, knew they were watching a heart in the process of it breaking. - Samantha Young


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