[ Even though the air is thick, heavy with the smell of sweat and sex, it's feels absolutely perfect. All he wants to do is spend the entire day in this tiny bed with her, wrapped up together like one being. As the adrenaline begins to fade, he feels guilt twist in his stomach. None of it has to do with the idea of hurting Natalie, but that Chrissy doesn't know. He's lied to her by omission, for all he knows if he had told her about Natalie she would have told him to fuck off right there.

But he has to tell her, has to get it out in the open so they can deal with it. If Chrissy rejects him for it, then so be it. He's tired of living a lie. That doesn't make it any easier to bring up the subject, and he shifts uncomfortably beside her. ]

So do I. [ His voice is tremulous, knows that what comes next will make or break them. Eddie swallows hard, takes in a deep breath before continuing. ] Look, I haven't been fully honest with you.

[ Tears sting in the corners of his eyes, but he wills himself not to let them fall. This is his fuck up, not hers. ]

I-- I've been with someone for a little while now. She came here with me, she-- things haven't been great from the start but I-- [ He breaks off, has to take in another sharp inhale of breath. ] I'm breaking things off with her tonight. Whether you still want me or not, I mean. And if you don't, well, I get it.