“But you’re here now, wanting me.” “I do,” she whispers. “I always have.” I nod against her head. “So, either you left all those years ago because you decided I wasn’t good enough for you, and that’s going to destroy me all over again.” I run my hand down her neck and cross her collarbone, letting the strap of her tank top fall off her shoulder. “Or, you left me all those years ago not because you didn’t love me, but because some force outside the two of us kept you from me, and that’ll destroy me too.” I repeat the motion on her other side. “Or…you never came back because you thought you
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