“I’ll never forgive myself if I let you waste your time on me. Your youth.” “Fuck my youth!” It tore out of Kyle, louder than he’d meant it to. “And fuck you for thinking I can’t make my own decisions.” Eric lowered his head. “I was twenty-four when I married Holly. And sixteen years later we realized we weren’t right for each other.” “So what? So you shouldn’t try in case one day you change your mind? You think falling in love isn’t worth the risk?”
