“It’s not fair.” “What isn’t?” “It doesn’t hurt anyone. It—” “It hurts you. And therefore, it hurts me, and everyone else who loves you.” At that, I go completely and utterly still. “I don’t…” “You don’t what, Jeremy?” He all but growls. He shoots off the bed, and scrubs his hands down his face. “God, when will you get it through your thick skull?’ He whips toward me. “You are loved, Jeremy,”
