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“No.Let’s go get lunch.”Kaleb turned in the opposite direction, dragging his gaze from the front of the café.

He knew he was still alive because he was breathing, but the pain was close to overwhelming him, and he actually felt tears sting his eyes.Fuck it.He knew she was too good to be true.He should have broken it off a long time ago, before he let her make him feel this kind of agony.

He would take care of the situation after work.

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Myla was just tossingher purse and keys down on the counter at her apartment when the buzzer sounded.

“Yes?”

“It’s me,” Kaleb said.

She frowned at the cold, distant tone of his voice.

“I’ll buzz you in,” she said and pressed the button to unlock the door.

She wondered if he had a bad day or if he was just pulling farther away from her.She felt a change in him over the last few weeks, but when she questioned him, he told her he was tired.

She unlocked the door and pulled it open when he knocked.

“Hi,” she said cheerfully as she watched him step into her apartment.She turned after locking the door.“I thought you wouldn’t be here until seven.I’m sorry, I’m not ready.”

He ran a hand down the back of his neck as he turned to her.

“Yeah, we did plan it that way.”

She took a step toward him and froze when he stepped back from her.“What’s wrong?”

He gritted his teeth.“Did you have a nice day?”

She narrowed her eyes in confusion.“Yes.How about yours?”she asked.

“Did you go out with your friends to eat?You talked about it last night?”

She nodded.“Yes, I did.”

His eyes narrowed on her as she started to fidget, and a look of guilt crossed her face.He ground his teeth together.

“With Rebecca?At least that’s what I thought you said.”

“Kaleb, tell me what’s going on,” she said, crossing her arms over her chest.She wanted to tell him of her fears about being stalked, but she could sense he was growing more distant, and she didn’t want to add to his stress.

He wiped his mouth with his hand as he stared at her.

“It’s not working,” he said bluntly.

A frown pulled her brows together.“What’s not working?”

“Us.”

She sucked in a breath and blinked back the tears that instantly started to form.

“Why?”she asked, her voice trembling, and tightened her arms around her waist, trying to hold herself together.

“We don’t fit.”

“What the hell does that even mean?”she stammered.