Your Company, Not My Life
"No, Yara. Anything else, I'll do it. But not this. That'd destroy her whole life. If she goes to prison, she's done."
I smiled.
I'd known exactly what he'd choose.
I walked over, slow and steady, and picked up the phone.
"See? Even now, there's still two people in your heart. It's too crowded. Your love—it's not pure. It's not clean. Since you've chosen her, then don't come back. It's better this way—for both of us."
Derrick opened his mouth to say something, but a call came through. He answered, eyes going wide. After a quiet "I'm sorry," he turned and walked away.