his arms and stared down at her. “You never wanted to be convinced. From the start you’ve been looking for any excuse you can find to justify walking away before you had to risk...anything.”
Her mouth dropped open. It wasn’t true. She just—she—
She was suddenly angry. Really angry.
At herself. At Connor. At Pete and her mother and every event that had brought her to this horrible moment.
“How am I supposed to risk everything on someone who isn’t real!”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“You don’t react to anything, Connor! You don’t get mad. You don’t get frustrated. No matter what I throw at you, no matter what I say, it’s like all you’re focused on is the goal at the finish line. Secure the wife and nothing else matters. I never see anything but your unflappable calm and easy charm. You’re always so reasonable. Always with the rational approach. The perfect solution to any problem. And it’s impossible to believe, because no one is that perfect, Connor. That’s why I can’t trust you. That’s why I have to leave!”
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