“You know you can talk to me, right? About whatever happened, about whatever is hurting you,” Dolce said, as she turned off the water. “Talking about real shit has never been our thing. Why can’t you just leave us where we are, instead of trying to force us to a place where it’s uncomfortable,” Ethic said, in frustration. He walked into the room and she was right on his heels. “Uncomfortable for whom?” Dolce challenged. “For you? Because this...” She pointed between them. “…this shit here is what makes me uncomfortable. I’ve been available to you for years. Even after you brought that bitch,
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