He looks at me like he’s seeing me for the first time and tears pool in his eyes. I have no idea what he’s thinking or feeling, so I spin his cap backwards and take his face in my hands. “What’s going on, Jake?” He clears his throat and looks away. “Jake?” I ask again. He speaks so softly, I almost don’t hear him. “I know we haven’t spoken about it, but things haven’t been the same between us after that night at the bonfire party.” He clears his throat again. “Are you still mine? Are you still my Kayla?” I don’t know what to say to him. I don’t know if I am. But I know I don’t want to be
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