I love them both; I always will. But this isn't about me.
"I didn't lie, Nina. I did the right thing." Patrick's hand comes up to my face, and I turn my cheek into his palm.
I will be leaving him. I will be leaving everyone.

"The right thing," I repeat, "is thinking before I act, so that I stop hurting the people I love."
"Your family," he murmurs.
I shake my head. "No," I say, my goodbye. "I meant you."