“Maybe you don’t.” “Stop defending her!” “You don’t even know what you’re saying,” Kenji tells him. “You’re acting crazy—” “I was happier,” Adam says, “when I thought she was dead.” “You don’t mean that. Don’t say things like that, man. Once you say that kind of shit you can’t take it back—” “Oh, I mean it,” Adam says. “I really, really mean it.” He finally looks at me. Fists clenched. “Thinking you were dead,” he says to me, “was so much better. It hurt so much less than this.”
Im sobbing so hard rn
