“Zenny, please,” I say. I beg. My voice is strangled. “Wait—” “It was going to end next week anyway, Sean,” she says, not meeting my eyes. “We might as well do it now.” “It won’t change it,” I say. “That I love you. Just tell me, please, before you go—do you love me? Could you ever love me?”
Wow is sierra gonna make me hate another girl?
