“It’s gonna feel for a minute like I went and broke your heart and fucked you up, but I swear to God, Gige—it’s the other way around. You’re going to fall in love in a few months with someone who’s not like me at all, and I’m going to fucking loathe you for it.” He chuckles. “But I need you to…to let me go, because I probably can’t let go of you. I love you more than I meant to. I really did just plan on shagging you that night,” he told me, and I laughed even though I was still crying. Then he pressed his mouth against mine, and he never spoke to me again.
