Deciding that space would be best, Alex scooted to the corner of the couch and stayed there, staring at Chloe with wide, hurt eyes.

At last she looked over and rolled her eyes when she saw his expression. After several more minutes of not really watching the movie, she flicked it off and took a deep breath. Cold eyes slowly turned to Alex, but appeared to stare through him as she carefully chose her words.

“I can’t do this anymore, Alex. I can’t… I can’t sit here and let you love me.”

Alex swallowed the lump in his throat and stared into the floor self-conciously. He knew how obvious it was but Chloe had never brought it up like this.

“I-I-I don’t mind,” Alex stuttered, nothing else coming to mind.

Her hard, stone eyes turned to pity, and, unable to look at him any longer, Chloe stood up and walked away. She signaled Alex to follow and opened the door for him. On the front step, Alex looked back in confusion.

“I’m already in love with someone else.”

Alex blinked and the door was closed.