“There I was in this new city, free to go anywhere I wanted, without anybody to tell me what to do, and I felt so—trapped. Almost claustrophobic. Every time I thought of you, of how far away you were, the last time we were together, the room seemed to shrink around me.” My voice catches over my next words. “What are you saying?” “The world just felt smaller without you,” he tells me. It’s the kind of sentiment most people would be afraid to say out loud, but he looks me straight in the eye when he speaks, his chin lifted a few degrees, as if in challenge. “Or maybe you have a way of making the
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