It's raining. Again. And my heart is breaking. Again. I know karma's supposed to be a bitch and everything, but this just sucks.
"Don't do this to me. Please." I cringe at the sound of my voice, so weak. So full of pain.
"I have to, Bella. I can't—" He breaks off, his voice cracking. He starts over. "I can't stay here. I can't hurt you."
"You're hurting me now!" I don't mean to scream at him, but at the same time…scream is all I really want to do. Maybe it'll help get rid of some of this pain. "Jake will get over it. He'll be okay. I won't, not if you leave me, Paul. Please."
"Bella, this has nothing to do with Jake and everything to do with me." It's not you, it's me. Again. The déjà vu crashes over me like so many tidal waves, and I'm drowning.
He finally looks into my eyes, and the despair I see in them weakens my knees. Even now, his pain cuts deeper than my own.
"I'm not…good enough for you, Bella. You deserve so much better than me."
My bones turn to dust. I sob. And he's gone.