“How long have you known you were…” She paused, her eyes darting around the room like she was afraid to finish her sentence. I folded my arms. “I mean… I always had an inkling, because you were always shut off, suppressing maybe repressed feelings, and I feel like you have weird…” I leaned against the dresser. “Winter.” “Gay.” She cringed like she couldn’t believe what she’d said.
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