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wouldn’t work. It couldn’t work. She couldn’t do this; it was too hard. “You should go.”
     
    Xavier stared at her. “Why, Alyssa? Why can’t we just—”
     
    “Because we can’t ,” Alyssa snapped. Did he really not see it? Could he really be that oblivious? “OK? We just can’t. I can’t. You broke my heart.”
     
    Xavier deflated then. He ran a hand tiredly over his face. “Jesus,” he muttered, his voice muffled by his palm. He pulled his hand away and looked at her sadly. “I never meant to hurt you.”
     
    “Well, you did.”
     
    “I’m sorry.”
     
    “I don’t care.” Alyssa wasn’t even angry anymore. She was exhausted and frustrated, and she just wanted him to get out of her life again—and stay out this time. “It’s still broken, you know?” she said. She had no idea why she was saying that to him. Perhaps she was just too tired to muster up the strength to cover any of her emotions; perhaps she was just too tired of hiding the truth—from the world as well as from herself. “I don’t think I ever really got over you.”
     
    Xavier looked crestfallen. “Oh, Alyssa—”
     
    “Please.” Alyssa held up a hand to stop him. She didn’t want to hear it; she’d heard enough. “Don’t say anything. I don’t want your pity. I just want you gone.”
     
    “Is that really what you want?”
     
    It wasn’t. Alyssa wanted to reconnect, too. She wanted for him to touch her. She wanted for him to kiss her. She wanted for him to tell her he loved her, and she wanted for him to mean it. But she knew that was a slippery slope, and she wasn’t willing to fall ever again.
     
    So she said: “It is.” Even though she didn’t really mean it.
     
    Xavier nodded. He stood slowly, like every movement was painful.
     
    “How much longer are you in town for?” he asked, as he retrieved his biker’s helmet from the table.
     
    “Two weeks,” she replied. “I have more of my parents’ stuff to take care of.”
     
    “And then you’ll be gone?”
     
    Alyssa nodded.
     
    “Will you come back again?”
     
    The mere thought turned her stomach. “No,” she said. “I don’t think I ever will.”
     
    Xavier nodded again. “Can I come see you one more time before you leave?”
     
    Alyssa shook her head. She couldn’t think of anything she would want more, and yet she also couldn’t think of anything more terrifying. “No,” she said with some effort. “I would really rather you wouldn’t.”
     
    If that hurt him, he didn’t show it. He simply nodded once more. “It was good to see you again, Alyssa,” he said. “Will you take care?”
     
    “Of course.” She hesitated. “Will you?”
     
    Xavier gifted her with a shadow of his old grin. “I’m a Devil’s Fighter. So of course not.”
     
    She wanted to slap him. And she wanted to kiss him and pull him close and never, ever let him go again. She didn’t do any of these things.
     
    “I’ll see myself out,” he said.
     
    Alyssa nodded numbly. She listened to his footsteps down the corridor. She listened to the front door open and close. She listened to his Harley-Davidson roar to life and then run away. She listened to her heart break all over again.
     
    She didn’t know how long she sat in the kitchen, her thoughts once again chasing each other in her head. Over the past eight years, she had sometimes tried to imagine what it would be like to see Xavier again. She had come up with a number of different scenarios, and all of them had given her closure. She always thought if she was ever to see him again, she could finally archive the whole Xavier Wheeler file.
     
    But it didn’t feel like anything had been archived. She didn’t feel like she had gotten any closure. If anything, she felt like things had gotten even more complicated than they had been originally—which was really saying something. Only one thing was for certain: Alyssa couldn’t wait to leave Pinebrook again. This time for