HOPE'S POV.I shook my head immediately, my jaw tight. “We have nothing to talk about, Derek.”His lips pressed together, and I could see his frustration, but I didn’t care. I stood up, brushing myself off. “Please, just… leave me alone. Okay? I already have enough to deal with right now.”“Hope,” he said, stepping closer.I moved to pass him, to go inside, but he put a hand out, stopping me. Not roughly, but firmly enough. “Just listen. One minute. That’s all I’m asking.”“I don’t want to listen!” I snapped, jerking my hand free. My voice was louder than I intended, and even I flinched at it. My pulse was quickening, my patience thinning. “I’ve said it before, Derek. We’re done. There’s nothing left for us.”He shook his head slowly, like he wasn’t going to accept it. “No, Hope. That’s not true. That's not true, and you know it. Not really. We still have a chance. You just—”I cut him off, crossing my arms. “A chance? After everything? You don’t get to tell me that. You made choices
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