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“What do you feel when you look at it?” “Everything.”
“Daniel is going to lose his mind.” “Yes, well, Daniel fucked up, didn’t he?”
“So…” He sat back, opening his menu. “Fancy a tea?”
And then the door would close and the Taylor Swift would begin. We were not yet out of the woods.
He kissed me. In front of his parents, he kissed me. And part of me wanted to crawl under the fucking booth and die.
“I’m trying to make you laugh. I’m sorry. I know you didn’t sign up for this…” “I signed up for lunch.”
was just making sure it was you, and not the idea of you.”
“How did we get here?” I heard myself say. “This was only supposed to be lunch, remember? This was only ever supposed to be lunch.”
These little messages that would paralyze me. And to which I resisted responding. Because I had made a choice.
And then one day, they stopped.
