“No.” I cut him off. “Don’t. I don’t want to hear it, Gideon. I don’t want to hear any more words of wisdom about broken hearts or theories about what it is Cas actually wants and needs. What I want is to pretend he doesn’t fucking exist. What I want is to wake up in the morning and forget that he’s out there living a life with someone else.” I was saying too much. It was dangerous to say this much. “Do you have any idea what that feels like? Knowing that? Knowing that while I’m here, alone, looking at all the places he used to exist in, he’s just...off somewhere else with someone else? While
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