Too Late For His Regret

and I made a pact: Stanfo

deadline, he gave it

state university, for Anisa,

d I would give up my

at moment, he was the

hought I was overreacting, that

nia, I wasn't just leaving him behind. I

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ing slightly. Not from fear of the future, but fro

voice on the phone held a weary u

need to

that? No discussion?" Anger s

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nd. The smile he'd used to deliver the n

Anisa n

ou gonna follow him to State? Give up Stanford for..." She

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a cold steel band squeezi

I'm not followi

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ible for my own l

icked down, merciless. The final deadl

voice. "Because I'm already planning our trip to

the door

onah, one arm casually dra

heir every move r

application?" Jonah asked, a

nisa was just telling me about a great program t

ide, innocent eyes, her sligh

r afford it," Anisa murmured. "Jonah is literally

d over me, nu

ptop, my face express

"Claire, why are you being so cold? We ta

ah's arm, then looked at me, he

enly. Jonah was so worried about me, he... he had to make a rushed d

e last hour before the deadline, Anisa? No one reali

rted away, her

alking about it for a while. But I kept telling him

ayed the pas

hters, buried in essays, pra

anning our future together, all while secr

oice; it was the lie he'd woven

lated into a full-blow

illed with fury. "Shut up! Ca

gaze, a strange clar

tly, my voice barely a whisper

lm settle

the tangled emotions – they wer

with anger, didn't e

nisa, too engrossed in the r

ain of my loyalty, that he never thought t

r considere

st don't understand what real support mea