“I’m aware, and that’s exactly why I’m telling you this,” Nicole said, her posture firm. She knew some matters demanded confrontation for clarity.
She addressed him with a note of solemnity, “Roscoe.”
Roscoe felt a twinge of worry at her serious tone. “There’s no hurry,” he replied quickly. Nicole pressed on, t’s not about haste. You should know I’m not planning to get married.”
A shadow of sadness passed through Roscoe’s voice. “Understood.”
Nicole continued firmly, “So please, don’t linger around for me. Find someone who can give you joy. That’s the only way I’d find ease. Understand?”
Distress etched on Roscoe’s features. “Nicole, I’m not going to find anyone else. I mean it. Let’s just live like this for the rest of our lives.”
Nicole’s concern was masked by frustration. “So you’d prefer I can’t find ease?”
“I won’t force you, and you can’t force me,” Roscoe stated flatly.
Nicole sighed, weighed down by the moment. “Roscoe, you’re dear to me, like family. I wish for your happiness.”
Looking her in the eye, Roscoe’s voice was even. “You’re not just family to me. And I’ll respect your choices.”
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Nicole’s words felt futile. Roscoe was set in his ways, and no argument swayed him.
“Let’s just drop it,” Nicole conceded, feeling defeated. With Jarrod’s situation still up in the air, it was too soon for such talks.
Later, as Roscoe stopped the car at Nicole’s place, he called out as she exited, “Nicole, hold on.”
Turning back, Nicole faced him.
“Your heart’s moved past Jarrod, hasn’t it?” Roscoe inquired.
At the topic of the feelings for Jarrod, Nicole felt a surge in her stomach. It seemed even her body was embarrassed by her past affection for him. And it made her feel sick!
Roscoe noticed Nicole’s pallid expression and tightened his hold on the steering wheel slightly, saying, “Forget it. It’s not important anymore.”
Roscoe assumed whether Nicole still had feelings for Jarrod was not that important. After all, true love involved acceptance and tolerance. Would he give up his unrequited love for Nicole just because she did not return his feelings? Not gonna happen. Thus, he was not overly concerned about this question.
Roscoe cleared his throat and suggested, “Just get inside. It’s windy out here.”
After making this suggestion, Roscoe started the engine, and amidst its whirring, he suddenly heard Nicole say. “I don’t love him anymore.”
Aside from the engine’s hum, the surroundings were silent.
The night breeze softly brushed Nicole’s face, casting soft, flickering lights upon her, which made her eyes appear particularly captivating. Despite the turmoil in her heart, her outward beauty showed she was still quite young and lovely.
Roscoe’s lips lifted upward slightly as he said, “I hope everything goes well with Jarrod’s trial.”
After a few seconds, Nicole said, “Roscoe, I will never love again in my life.”