Chapter 21-
Marissa lay beside Seth the next morning on the floor in her living room. She smiled softly at him. "I love you." she said.
"No," said Seth. "You don't. You used me. And, I guess, I used you."
Marissa sat up, shocked. "What?"
"You were sad, and so you came running to me." Seth ran his hand through her hair. "But if it makes you feel better, I do have feelings for you. I know I do. Other wise I would have stopped you last night."
Marissa nodded. "So...what do we do now?"
"We go on with our lives. You know you love Ryan. You don't want anyone but him. So tell him that. I know that he loves you." Seth stood and began to dress. "Trust me on this matter. You're the only one he'll ever love. Why do you think that he killed Lindsay?"
"What?"
"You didn't hear his testimony last week?"
"Yes, but--"
"Marissa, he loves you." Seth zipped up his jeans. "And I have someone that I love too. Let's do the right thing."
Marissa stared at him goggle eyed as he opened her front door and left.
Ryan sat across from Marissa again at the same table. "What is it, Marissa? I thought I told you never to come here again."
"Ryan!" she sobbed. "I know you love me. I know that you care for me. Why else would you have...killed her?"
"I don't love you," said Ryan.
"Yes, you do." She moved to touch his hands but he withdrew them and put them in his lap.
"I won't be out for ten more years. And that's with parole. Go. Leave."
Marissa stood crying. "But I love you, Ryan!"
"Have a nice live, Marissa."
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