Chapter Thirty Four

I rushed outside with tears streaming down my face and bumped into a hard chest. The familiar scent hit my nostrils and I immediately knew it was Tyler. I was not in a state to deal with him right now but somehow being in his arms made me feel safe. He held me by my shoulders and took a step back to look at my face which must be smudged with makeup and mascara.

"Fuck, Chloe. Are you crying? I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to say those things to hurt you or make you cry. I will leave if that's..."

"No, it's not that. I have to go." I stopped him mid-sentence and tried to push his hands off my shoulders even though I craved his familiar touch. If anything, a small part of me happy that Tim made it easier for me to take a decision without feeling guilty and that made me feel even more bad.

Did I want this to happen subconsciously?!

"Do you want me to come with you? You don't look fine." He asked with a concerned look on his face and that made me cry more. Don't ever question a person who