39: The White Lies

TAYA's POV : Judah just stared at me for the longest time without saying a word. There was something about him, his face was downcast, which made me even more self-conscious about this whole thing. "Should I?" I repeated my question again when he wasn't responding. Please say no. Please tell me to stay. He kept his head down and took a deep breath. Then he looked up at me with a dejected look on his face as he said, "You... should go," "What?" I gaped, but my voice came out in a whisper. "I said you should go be with him," he repeated himself, his tone was cold and flat. I was still waiting, thinking that he would say something else, or say that he was joking. But he just stood there with a dead serious expression. After everything that happened between us, could it be that Judah didn't feel the same way? I felt the air escaped my lungs and my chest tightened in pain. My whole body was trembling, and it took everything in me to remain standing. "You really think so?" I asked again. "Ye