I never got over you neither.

I stood up and he ushered me out of the door. I stepped into the cold night, leaving no time for thought as I ran down the stairs and hailed a taxi out the front.

It was only when I got home that the enormity of all that he’d said hit me; and for once, I knew exactly how I felt. All the feelings of hatred had gone, and I knew what I had to do.

I got out my phone, typed a message, and sent it to his number.

“I never got over you either x”