kiss her again, unable to help myself. I can’t believe she gave up the job she’s wanted since she was a kid just to stay here with me. Here I was thinking that she was going to leave me again to go back, and that was never even on the table. We start to walk back to the party, but there’s still a question on my mind. “Why didn’t you tell me you quit?” She takes our conjoined hands and moves so that my arm is around her and she’s pressed against my side. “I didn’t want you to think that I was pressuring you into forgiving me. You need to do that on your own terms, not mine.” I turn my head and
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