“It’s not okay,” I repeated, readjusting the towel I had wrapped around me. “Because this hurts.” “Don’t say that.” His voice was barely more than a whisper and laced with helpless urgency. “Please don’t fucking say that, Claire.” “This hurts me, Gerard,” I repeated, refusing to let him off the hook this time. “Your behavior is hurting me.” “I love you,” he stated quietly. “I always have. Take that whatever way you want. It’s still the truth.” “You can’t love me and then do stuff with other girls.” “Well, that’s exactly what happened,” he replied, voice torn. “I did stupid shit. Maybe it was
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