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    After returning the phone to Aisha and kissing her cheek, I went up to the bedroom I shared with Addison to pack up. I felt guilt start to weigh on me once again as I stepped into the room. I was basically leaving her to face tomorrow by herself, and I knew it was gonna be so hard for her. But it wasn’t my problem, was it? It’s her problem to deal with, not mine.


    With those words in mind, I forced all the guilt out from my chest and began to pack up. However, as I did that, I kept thinking about Addison. It was hard not to when this room strongly smelt of her, and the clothes I was packing up smelt of her as well because of how she was always pressed up against me day in, day out.


    Me leaving today means that I wouldn’t see her again. I was fully aware of that, which was why I had decided to not fuck herst night, so I wouldn’t miss her after leaving, so it would be easier to resume my normal lifestyle back once I return back home.


    However, a hungry part of me want to still fuck her onest time. Like a goodbye fuck, if that ever exited. But I felt shitty as hell to still want that right now.


    After finishing up my packing, I decided to go find Addison. I wasn’t just gonna leave without telling her, that would be too shitty. The agreement was that I stay till tomorrow, the wedding day, so at least, I owed her some sort of exnation for leaving a day earlier.


    I searched for her for about thirty minutes before one of the guys said he saw her going to the beach. I went in that direction and caught sight of her in no time, and she was sitting by herself in the moonlight, staring ahead into the ocean.


    The pang of guilt within me returned and I hesitated for a moment before stepping even closer to her. She noticed my presence at that point, and when our eyes met, the sight of her red rimmed eyes made something clench tightly in pain within my chest.


    “Hey,” I murmured softly, taking in the sight of her tear stricken face. It seemed like she had been crying for a while,


    “Hey.” She croaked out just as I sat beside her, making sure to keep some distance between us. I could imagine how she was feeling right now, that she just wasted all her efforts and raised her hope for nothing.


    Which is why right now, I felt tongue tied to tell her that I was leaving tonight.


    “<i>So</i>… the n ended up failing, huh?” I sighed out in a quiet voice, and she sniffed once before nodding.


    “Yeah,” her voice was so broken, so dejected and sad and I regarded her after that, unable to believe that just yesterday, she had been literally glowing when I spinned her around after I came first ce


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    at the race yesterday. She looked like apletely different person right now, and that left me feeling so jarred.


    It’s like I’m seeing just how much she’s so hung up on Marco in a different light right now, and I felt so much pity for her, cause no one deserved to feel like this. I also felt the guilt within me worsen, cause despite how much I try to convince myself otherwise, this is my fault.


    “I’m sorry.” I finally breathed out in a quiet voice before I could stop myself. I didn’t even know why I was apologizing or what I was apologizing for, but I guess I just felt <i>too </i>guilty to not say a thing right now.


    She let out a wateryugh and wiped at her cheeks, looking so broken that I wished I could set eyes on Marco right now, then I’d literally beat him into a pulp right now.


    “Why are you apologizing? You didn’t do anything, and it’s not your fault that Marco still doesn’t like me. It’s my fault.”


    I frowned. “It’s not your fault either.” I breathed again and she nodded.


    “Okay.” But I was certain she didn’t believe that just as she nced sideways at me.


    “I should thank you instead. You put a lot of effort into this fake rtionship when you didn’t have to. So, thank you, I guess?”


    Her voice was so soft and she blinked thoserge eyes at me before facing.the beach again, and I felt so shitty that I might puke. She just made me feel much worse, cause she genuinely believed I was helping her this whole time and not using her. I wished she hadn’t just thanked me, cause now it made everything worse for me and made me feel more guilty.


    “Well, at least you got something out of it as well, right?” I finally spoke and she blinked at me, clearly confused.


    “Like your self confidence. You’re a very beautiful woman, you should carry yourself with more grace, you should wear whatever you want without caring about what anyone thinks, and when you walk into a room, you should believe you’re the hottest woman present.” I breathed out and she nodded slowly, herrge eyes still tugging at my chest.


    “You were able to lose your virginity as well.” This time, she blushed beautifully while I chuckled quietly. I was undoubtedly gonna miss the sight of her adorable blush.


    “So, now you have no reason to hold yourself back. You can have flings–responsible ones of course. And you can also finally give another man a chance once you’re back home, one who actually deserves you, and would willingly worship the ground you walk on, cause that’s what you deserve, to be worshipped and adored. Then you can get married to him, and have a bunch of


    babies as well,”


    Once I finished speaking, her eyes seemed to have gotten more ssy as she nodded while exhaling shakily.


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    “Y–yeah, you’re right.” She whispered, but in the next moment, she was bursting into tears.


    I let out a sigh as I pulled her into my arms without thinking twice. As I massaged her back and shoulders while whisperingforting words into her hair, I was taken aback when she pulled backwards to grab my face and kiss me.


    Tears were still streaming down her face so I broke the kiss and held her away while she tried to go for another kiss.


    “Let’s fuck onest time.” She whispered and my mind stilled as I regarded her.


    She was clearly heartbroken and wanted to use the sex to distract herself from the pain tonight. And I wanted to have her onest time too, so I could have easily agreed, but she was in so much pain that I felt shitty from just the thought of taking her up on her offer.


    Which was why after I carried her up to our shared room andid her down, I only kissed her head before pulling away.


    “You’re hurt, Addison. You’re heartbroken. Just sleep, okay?”


    As I started to pull away, I remembered that I didn’t even get to tell her that I was leaving tonight. As I attempted to blurt those words out, her next words cut me off.


    “Hold me onest time then, please?”