I put the plates back down.
“Fine. Then let’s keep talking.”
Patrick glanced toward Aaron, but I wasn’t going to let him hide behind the fact that we had company.
“Why did you and Lana break up?”
“Her family moved to London.”
I waited.
He knew me well enough to understand I wasn’t going to fill the silence for him.
Finally, he added, “She wanted me to go with her.”
Alice frowned.
“You were going to move to London?”
Patrick leaned back.
“That was the plan.”
Aaron’s expression changed, but he remained quiet.
I looked at Patrick.
“Whose plan?”
“Ours.”
So there had been a plan.
A promise.
“What happened?”
“I stayed.”
Alice stared at him.
“Did Lana know you weren’t coming?”
Patrick’s jaw tightened.
“Not at first.”
My stomach dropped.
“How long did she think you were going with her?”
He looked down at the table.
“A few months.”
“What were you telling her during those months?”
Patrick didn’t answer immediately.
“So she didn’t simply leave.”
He shook his head.
“No.”
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