Chapter 55. The Worse Half

DYLAN

The teary eyes didn’t go away. They were still in her eyes when I said we should get back to the room and take a rest.

Or, to be honest, I’m not ready to have the worst half of the conversation just yet.

“No…” Ashlene muttered.

“What?”

When I finally stood up, I offered her a hand. She only looked at it.

“Let’s stay here a little longer.”

What for? I wanted to ask. But chose not to.

“Okay, then.”

I sat back down. Slowly, the tide has turned. Our feet that were submerged in seawater a while ago has now been submerged in wet sand. As the water receded, the emotions rose to my face where I could feel it in every movement. Surely, the worst is yet to come. If I don’t leave the sea benches now, I won’t be able to avoid it. As for her.

But from how she looked at me, it was obvious she wasn’t done yet. She has something else to say. The question is, “Can I take it?”

“I’ve been wanting to tell you something, love… I hav