Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 181
The look on his face nearly brought
me to tears.
There was no room for pretense in
this suffocating air of what ifs
and should have beens between us,
and suddenly, I knew I had to tell
him.
“Cedric,” I finally said, “we were
never really going out.”
—
It took what felt like an hour to
explain the whole situation with
Seth with him, but when I looked at
the wall clock that had been
hanging here since forever, it had
only been twenty minutes.
When I was done, he just sat there
and stared at the table for a really
long time.
“I’m sorry,” I found myself saying
for the seventh time.
He brought a hand to his forehead
and refused to look at me, as if he
was trying to process the
information.
Both of us sat in silence, suspended
in time as we hung on unsaid
words, but I felt like I could no
longer hold on.
“Cedric,” I finally said.
He looked up at me.
“I need to know why we broke
up,” I told him, “because I can’t let
go of—of—of this when I have no
idea what went wrong.”
His eyes wavered, but he struggled
to keep his face blank.
“Please.”
He held my unrelenting stare. He
opened his mouth and I held my
breath.
When he finally answered, his voice
was nothing but a mere murmur.
“It’s leukemia.”
