Re: in-person: neil & mere
[Even though he said he wouldn't avoid her, a little voice in the back of her head said that he probably should. Her head felt light, a rushing sound in her ears, and it took every bit of strength that she had in her to keep moving forward with this.] It's nice. Safe. [At least she hoped it was. The man on the journal said that it was. Safe. Quiet. So maybe it'd be okay. A new start. She'd find a job. A place to stay. And everything would somehow work itself out, even if Neil wasn't part of the equation.]
You don't need to apologise. This- It's mostly my fault, and don't try to convince me otherwise, alright? [Her smile was tight-lipped, forced, and as he held his hand out, she dropped the two items into his palm. Her key to the penthouse, and the ring from Valentine's Day.]
I love you, Neil Donovan. I really so. [There were several hard blinks, a tear escaping from one eye, and she let out a strangled laugh as she reached up and wiped it away.] Behave yourself. Take care of yourself. Okay?