He studied me for a moment. The cigarette between his fingers slipped through them and fell to the ground, where he squashed it with his foot. “I’m a pretty cynical person. Even more cynical than you, which is saying something. So as much as I’m sure you don’t want to hear it, here’s the truth. All of this isn’t going to end well. You fucked up pretty badly by putting yourself in the position you’re in. If you hook up with her and she dies, you’ll be miserable.” He paused, digging the heel of his shoe into the gravel beneath us. “With that said… If you don’t hook up with her and she dies,
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