I don't know the kind of reaction he expected from me but the one I'm giving is hell not one he was expecting.
"Okay, good to know, can I go now?" I reach for my car door but he holds my hand.
He really should just leave me alone.
"Wait, why are you behaving like this?"
"Like what."
"Like you don't care."
I shake my head in disbelief.
"Because I don't, you really need to let my arm go Lincoln." I'm glad when he does let me go.
"You knew all along that he wasn't dead?"
I sigh and nod. It's not news.
"Wow, and you never even bothered to look for him."
I hold back a sarcastic laugh. Why would I be looking for him? He was a part of my past, no doubt, but we moved one, both of us did. And I know moving on means leaving the past behind and looking for an ex boyfriend that I no longer
