Forever You by Lynn, Sandi (autobiographies to read .txt) 📗

me, and how you made me feel, was a first for me in my lifetime. I never loved

Kyle. I was with him because he was there, and I was afraid of being alone. Loneliness is what my

whole life was made of. My decision to not receive treatment at the time was out of pure

selfishness on my part, and I’ve come to understand that now. I want to thank you for your love

and kindness. If I had one last breath left, I would use it to tell you how much I love you, because I

do, and I always will.

Love forever,

Ellery

I closed my eyes, and my heart just shattered even more than it already was. My eyes started to

sting with tears as I got up and threw my glass at the wall. I paced back and forth across the room,

running my hands through my hair. I’m so angry and that email made it worse, because after

everything I did and said to her, she still loves me. All she had to do was tell me from the start. Why

the fuck didn’t she tell me?! I screamed. She said not getting treatment was selfish on her part. I

wonder if she’s going to start treatments. I looked at my watch, and it was too late to call Peyton, so I

sent her a text message.

“Peyton, has Ellery decided to start treatments?”

“I don’t want to get in the middle of this between the two of you, but yes, she has an

appointment with the doctor tomorrow morning.”

“Thank you, Peyton.”

“No problem, Connor.”

I poured myself another scotch and headed upstairs to bed. I laid there and scrolled through the

pictures of Ellery that I took at the seafood restaurant. We were so happy that day. As I was scrolling

through the pictures, I came across one that Ellery took of the two us in the Range Rover. The only

thing I could see in that picture was her dancing blue eyes and that smile. Damn that smile. It gets me

every time. I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the bottle of sleeping pills. I took one and

laid back. The only thing in my head at the moment was the email she sent me. I couldn’t stop thinking

about her words, and how much pain was in them. She was hurting just as bad as I was, and I want so

badly to talk to her and forgive her, but it’s too soon. I need time to process everything and figure out

what to do. If I don’t take time and just rush back to her, things aren’t going to work out. I closed my

eyes and tried to shut down my brain. Eventually, I fell asleep.

***

I spent the next week doing nothing but working. I’d go into the office at 6:00 am and not leave until

11:00 pm. The acquisition of the Chicago building was getting close, and there was still a lot of work

and negotiating to be done. As promised, I spent the day with my family. Cassidy and I took Camden

for a walk down the nature trail. The leaves were starting to change and fall from the trees. It was

beautiful at this time of the year, and it felt good to spend some time at the place I grew up. However,

even being surrounded by family couldn’t ease the pain in my heart. Cassidy could tell something was

wrong, and she wouldn’t stop asking. I told her it was work related and not to worry. She told me I

needed to find myself a great girl who will take me away from all the stresses of Black Enterprises. I

smiled because I wanted to tell her about the time I spent with Ellery, but then I would have to explain

the horrific details of what happened, and I wasn’t about to go there. After a good family dinner, a

good football game, and some great conversation, it was time for me to head home.

The next morning, I decided to leave the office and go to lunch at a deli that was down a couple of

blocks. I pulled out my phone to check the time of my afternoon meeting as I collided with someone.

We both looked at each other at the same time, and I gasped when I saw it was Ellery. My heart

started racing as I lightly grabbed her arm because she almost fell over.

“Connor, I’m sorry; I didn’t mean…” she softly spoke as she wouldn’t even look at me.

“No, it’s my fault. I should have been paying more attention,” I said.

We stood in front of each other awkwardly and then she pulled away and said she had to go. I stood

there and watched her turn the corner as fast as she could. My heart felt like it was in my throat, and

the pain I felt intensified even more. I missed her so much, and running into her and touching her arm

only made it worse. I spent the rest of the day reliving our little collision and the look on her