Her world suddenly went pitch-black. No one would think of her.
"Georgia, you've misunderstood. I'm just worried about you."
"Justin Sullivan, what are you worried about? In what capacity are you worried about me? As my uncle?" Georgia Thorne wasn't drunk; her mind had never been clearer than in this moment. "So what if you like me? Don't forget, you already have Selena!"
"After my mother passed away, I thought you were the only person in the world I could rely on. But what happened? You let me down so badly. You left without a sound, and you expected me to wait for you? Six years is a long time. Just because you told me to wait didn't mean I had to."
"Did you think those letters of yours would make me hopelessly devoted to you? No one is stupid enough to just stop moving forward. I, Georgia Thorne, am not stupid. I won't wait for an impossible future."
Georgia Thorne tilted her head back, realizing they had somehow gotten incredibly close.
