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“Shannon, I’ve loved you–for 20 years! How the hell am I supposed to live without you? Let me stay with you, please!”
“Shannon… I can’t… I can’t live without you. Do you have any idea how miserable. I’ve been this past month?”
I froze in my tracks, and then, I turned to look at Heather.
It had only been a month, but deep lines formed around his eyes.
His hair–once just streaked with gray–was completely white now.
He loves me. God, he’s loved me for so
long. I’ve always known that.
“Do you remember the message I sent you when I left?”
“Heather, you’re out of chances.”
“There… There’s actually something I’ve
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been keeping to myself all these years. Listen, I… I love you too. I love you… more than you could ever imagine.”
“You see, that’s exactly why I can’t stand this. I can’t share your love with another woman. No, Heather, not even a little bit.”
“Please, just go. Don’t make me hate you.”
He waited 20 years to hear me say that I loved him. And today, I finally said it.
His body shook, and he almost couldn’t stay on his feet.
His face was so pale it looked like the cold wind might blow him away.
But I didn’t look back. Not this time.
I know, deep down, that what I loved wasn’t really him–it was the memory of him, the way he used to make me feel.
It felt perfect back then, one–of–a–kind.
But perfection and flaws? They can’t exist. together.
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A flaw is a flaw. Perfection is perfection.
Goodbye, Heather. Goodbye to the man I used to know.
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