“I’m only telling you because…” He lifts his shoulders. “Because I can’t carry it in me anymore. I’m tired, Mase.” His voice cracks on my name. “I’m tired, and I’m in love with you, and I know it’s wrong—so fucking wrong—but I meant what I said in that text months ago—I’m terrified of losing you. “You’ve been my best friend since the second you stepped in front of Clay and his friends, like a superhero from my comics come to life, right off the pages. For years, you were my only friend. And—” He quickly cuts himself off, shaking his head and dropping his gaze. Wetting his lips, he says
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