She averted her gaze and clasped her hands in front of her. “We can still be friends.” “I’m a shitty friend.” “No, you’re not. All weekend, I met person after person who adores and respects you. You have no idea how lucky you are. You’ve built an incredible life for yourself. I’m proud of you, and I hope you can leave all the Lovewell bullshit behind soon and get back here.” “The bullshit is so much more bearable when I’m with you.”
