“I’m saying this isn’t right.” She shook her head. But she was the only thing right in my entire life. I snapped the box shut and crammed it into the front pocket of my jacket as my mind scrambled for purchase, for a direction. Army, no army. Delta, no Delta. None of it mattered without Izzy, and she wasn’t choosing me. She didn’t want me. All you’ve ever done is waste her time. Her father was right. I was fine for vacations and weekends, but not good enough to marry.
I mean come on, dude. You're all over the place right now.
