Juliet thinks I should stop texting you. For a second, I wondered if maybe she was right. Maybe I’m pathetic for continuing to send messages to someone who clearly isn’t reading them. But I’m not giving up on you. I know how much it hurt when my dad abandoned me. I know how much it hurt you when you lost yours. I won’t let you abandon me too, and I won’t let you lose me. Lump in my throat, I type back a response. Ten Fuck, Sienna. I’m sorry. I love you. Then I delete it.
