SERENA'S POV I swallowed hard, my hands balled into fists at my sides and I turned away. I had the feeling that I was wading through an impossible phase of my life with each step I took toward the door. I had to get out of my heart before it engulfed me in its battleground of opposing emotions.I quickly wiped my face, took a sniff and lifted my head and told myself that crying won't solve this, that crying won't stop him from rejecting me if he wanted to.He grabbed my hand as my fingers touched the doorknob. “Serena. “ He called,his voice was rough, low and laced with rawness, a desperate sound which I didn't want to hear at all. My breathing was too shallow and too rapid and I froze, not out of fear but because I didn't know what to do, to go out or to stand here and listen to what he had to say.But I didn't want to. Even though I wanted to run out of that door, something was stopping me, holding me from doing so. Because I knew that I would fall if I did. “Derrick let me go
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