Letting Go
Zander
She hangs up the phone, and I hand the phone back to her mother. “Where is she? Is she inside? I have to see her, Kelly, please. I can fix this,” I plead. “It’s just a misunderstanding. She loves me.”
“Not anymore, Zander,” Kelly whispers. The sadness in her face tells me she’s not lying. “Do the right thing, Zander. Let her go.”
“No. It’s just a misunderstanding. I can fix it. Please, let me go talk to her,” I try again. Before I push passed her, Dylan’s car pulls into the driveway and he gets out. I can see he’s not happy to see me.