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“I need to leave soon,” I repeated once I’d slipped off the stool and followed to find him on the couch. I wandered back to the windows, but reality crashed down on me, dissolving this scene just like Ivy’s voice had done last night.
“I wish you understood...” I trailed off, gazing out again. My perfect winter setting just looked dull and dead. With a sigh, I rubbed my forehead.
“I didn’t ever think I’d see you again.”
“Didn’t think, or didn’t want to?”
My throat was tight, but I flashed a sad smile over my shoulder. “Want to,” I whispered, and he couldn't hide his flinch. “I wanted to be perfect to someone. Just a memory, a wild time, you know? You were perfect—we were perfect, right? I wanted it to stay that way. I wanted a little fairytale of my own—just once. I wish life could’ve given me that." Telling him this broke my heart, partly because of the pained look on his face and partly because, even though it’s true, I know I can’t bear the thought of not seeing him again.
James rose and stood beside me, silent a long time. When I couldn't take it anymore, I continued. “You don’t know me.”
"Oh, really?" he asked with a sarcastic grunt I never imagined hearing from him. Of course you didn't. That's the whole issue. You don't know him.
"I’m serious. You have to see how different I am than the girl you met last year.”
“Sure,” he said, finally turning to eye me. “I see that. What’s your point?”
Skye McDonald is my pen name for the series of novels I’ve written. Each of the books features its own protagonists, and can be read as a standalone novel; however, this seven-book-and-growing series is the world of a group of friends and family, and you will meet your favorite characters again in supporting roles as you progress through the books.