Chapter 6 Letting Go

Even after Camden recovered, he didn't come home. Instead, he sent me a message, saying, "The doctor said I need to avoid emotional stress for now." That slap from Winona really hurt. As I pressed an egg against my bruised cheek, I noticed it had turned cold—just like our love. I asked myself if I was overreacting and blowing this out of proportion. I thought back to one day during our junior year in college. Our class was rowdy during break time. After I finished designing a project for Camden, he couldn't resist poking me on the back and asking an outlandish question. "What do you think about dating me?" Camden had asked. I was completely caught off guard. He continued quickly in a low voice, "I'm serious. I'd like to be your boyfriend." I could still remember the look on his face—serious, nervous, and determined. I also couldn't forget how, after graduation, he traveled halfway across the country just to be in the same city where I was. Overwhelmed with what he'd done for