She heard a soft knock on her bedroom door. It must be Stella. She got up to open it but to her surprise she was met with the one person she didn’t want to see.
She knew eventually she would need to be around him, talk to him, but she wasn’t ready for that yet. How could she look him in the eyes knowing what she knew. Knowing that he’d hate her if he knew.
“Hi Levi,” she said hesitantly.
“I...Kim I wanted to tell you that...”
He trailed off and she noticed he was looking behind her at her bed. The open suitcase that she was busy packing alarmed him.
“Are you packing?”
“Actually, I was going to tell you.”
“We...my dad and I. Tomorrow.”
He didn’t say anything. Just stared at her as if he didn’t believe her.
“I’m coming back after I get my father settled in the city first. I’ll be back to...”
“You’re selling the place,” he said, anger in his voice. “But...what about everything you said? You said you weren’t going to sell. What about everything that happened in the tree house.”
She tried to look unfazed but her answer came out more like a question.
“It doesn’t matter anymore.”
“So you’re just leaving everything behind.”
“Yeah,” she said, a little more confident. “There’s nothing holding me here.”
“Nothing?” No one?”
She heard heavy breathing but realized it was her own. She felt near tears. All she wanted was to fall into his arms and tell him that she was sorry. But she knew he’d be even more angry at her than he was right now.
Something changed in the way he looked at her and immediately she wished she could turn back and tell him she was joking. He didn’t look angry. She’d have preferred that over the way he really looked. Hurt.
“Well, good luck then.”
“Thank you,” she said. “Good luck to you too.”
Kim watched him leave and wished she could call him back. Tell him she changed her mind. That she would stay. But she knew she could never do that. This man would never belong to her. And if he knew who she was he’d never want to.