“And are you aware of the pain that you are causing me?” I finally blurted out, losing my temper. “What the hell are you talking about?” she replies, and her words feel like a gunshot. How can she not understand? How can she not be aware that all she’s done since we met is turn me into a fool? I take two steps back and scoff. Perhaps she’s not paying enough attention and her head is somewhere else, because she’s not getting it and I can’t say it. It’s unbearable. “My head spins every time I see you, whether to drive me up the wall or to hear you out. I can’t breathe. My hands shake, and I turn
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