“You’re right. You’ve been telling me this whole time that this was temporary. I should’ve believed you. I’m sorry I even tried.” “Colin,” she says, chasing after me as I sprint out of the room. “Colin, wait.” It’s too late. The door is closed, literally and figuratively. Did I really think I could build a life with my fucking stepsister? It would never work. We’re both too fucked up over everything that’s happened. That’s clear as day to me now.
Ugh cfushed my heart
