“Icarus fell because he wanted something that was bigger than he was. He tried to reach his sun because that’s what he wanted. I don’t want to be Icarus, Nadia. I can’t have you and my job, because you’re so much bigger than that. My number’s there if you need me.”
He slid his hands into his pocket, looking around the park. Nadia stood quickly, hands trembling as she held the envelope to her chest. The wind was icy against her face, and she looked down, bracing herself against the cold. Matt relaxed, looking up the path he was about to walk down.
“I’ll come back if you call,” he promised, dragging his bag back onto his shoulder. “Just leave a blank message and I’ll know who it is, I swear.”
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