I stare into the eyes of the man who didn’t give up on me, didn’t abandon me, and even risked his own life to make sure I was safe. What I thought was Nate fleeing at the first sign of trouble, ditching me to save his own ass, was actually him trying to protect me. I was the one who abandoned him, left him sick with worry as he searched for me. He fought his way out of Chicago all the way up here in the middle of nowhere Wisconsin, while I was content, enjoying safety and shelter. I even slept with someone else because I thought Nate had left me. How could I have done that? What kind of person
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no actually stop this is going to piss me off
