Chapter 11

I stared at Randell, and though my voice was calm, there was an adamance to it. "Randell, regardless of everything, those five years are in the past now. Even if I were still 'alive', I… don't think I'd choose you anymore." Color slowly drained from his face as I continued, "Don't force me to see everything in our past as a mistake. Or… do you wish for me to truly die before you're able to completely let me go?" "Don't!" he yelled out abruptly, his eyes filled with agony. "Jules, I'm sorry. I really am. As long as you're safe, and you don't leave me in that manner again, then… then I'll remove myself from your life," he said. His gaze stunned me momentarily before I responded softly, "Alright. Then I hope you can truly let me go." He fell silent for a long while. Then, he lowered his head, as if finally realizing something. "I'm sorry," he said in a low voice. He then turned around and walked away, looking broken and lost. Damon reassured all the kids and made sure none of them