“And he’s not an asshole, he’s my boyfriend and your teammate and you need to back the hell up.” “You never wanted to meet my family. Go to my parents’ house. I had to drag you to dinner with them. The one time I tried to do something fucking nice for you and buy your stupid photography, you wouldn’t let me.” I shut my eyes. “Who cares, Darryl? It was a year ago.” “I know I fucked up when I cheated,” he says. “But I’m not letting you go.” “You need to.” “No.” “Saying no won’t—” “No,” he snaps. His voice cracks over the line like lightning. “Don’t fucking tell me no.”
