“What do you want me to say, Tate? What should I say? That I’m trying to figure my shit out? That I’m trying to give you some distance? That I’m losing my mind being near you? All of it, okay? Fucking all of that is true. Being near you like this is completely wrecking me, and—what am I supposed to say?” I take a step back, finally breaking, too. My voice echoes off the trucks all around us. “What do you want me to say? I’m happy you’re single? I’m relieved you didn’t break my heart for fun? How much do you want me to debase myself here? You hurt me! You never tried to find me, not in all
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