“I hate that he made me who I am today.” Her voice is froggy again. If I thought she’d allow it, I would pull her into my lap in a heartbeat. “You made yourself.” She shakes her head. “I didn’t care enough to fight for myself until a boy who claimed he loved me showed me just how much lower my life could go, and how flippantly people toss around the word just to get what they want. The day I graduated high school with a full ride scholarship to a private school, I thought about him. The day I graduated college with three job offers, I thought about him. The day Joey and I opened Weightless, I
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