“You love him, don’t you?” Brian responds. “You’re in love with my dad. You’ve always been.” All the fight goes out of me at his abrupt question. I sag under my own weight. I sag under the weight of my feelings. All this time, I thought Mr. Edwards hated me. All this time, I thought if he poured out all his anger on me, he’d be free. Most of all, I thought I came here just to apologize. None of that is true, is it? He doesn’t hate me. He’s not angry with me, either. And I didn’t come here just to apologize. I came here because I’m not over him. I was never over him. In fact, what I feel for
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