I end the call and give him a self-satisfied glare.
"See what you made me do?"
"That better hadn't been one of the guys," he snarls.
"What's it to you?" I cock my head to the side. "Maybe you should call Audra here. She'll keep your bed warm."
"Fuck that," he grits out. "I don't want Audra."
"Then fucking come with me." I take a step forward, taking his hand in mine. "Let's go, Dex. Let's leave Eden Falls, like we talked about. Let's go right now."
He hesitates. I'm so eager for him to say yes, I pretend not to notice.
"Please," I plead with him. "Let's leave this town behind."
"I can't," he manages to get out, his voice breaking over the voice.
"Why not?" I demand. "What's keeping you here?"
"Lily Anna." He won't meet my eyes.
"She's dead, Dexter! She's fucking gone!" I cry out. "When are you going to finally accept that?"
"She's... still here," he manages.
"Because you won't let go," I remind him. "None of you will - not Father, not any of your friends. You're all so fucking obsessed with her. Just deal with it. She's dead!"
"She's not!" He punches the wall then, right next to my face, making me jump back in fear. "She's not dead, Pandora."
"W-What?" My eyes widen. "What do you mean?"
He hesitates, but then his gaze meets mine. "She's not dead."
"How do you know? Where else would she be if she wasn't dead?"
"She's here." His voice breaks again.
"You're fucking delusional, Dex," I tell him. "You're so obsessed with her, you've convinced yourself she's still here... It's sick. Fucking sick."
I walk past him into the closet and start stuffing my clothes into an overnight bag, feeling pissed off. Dex looks defeated. Broken. I've never seen him like this.
"You're leaving for real?" he asks, and I just glare at him. “I don’t think you should.”
"You don’t think I should?” I ask, daring him to ask me to stay.
“No, I don’t,” he hisses. “I think you should stay here, where your place is. Don’t fucking leave.”
His words cut deep. I hesitate, but then I shake my head, more certain than ever. "I have to, Dex. You're obsessed. I can't be with a man who's constantly thinking about someone else."
I finish packing, get dressed and stroll past him without another word. I walk outside, waiting in the driveway while Dex lingers in the hallway, watching me.
"Are you going to Easton's?" he finally asks.
"No," I snarl.
"Who then?"
"Why do you care?"