He says he’s not a liar, but he is. He hates saying he’s a cheater, but he is. And us? We’re toxic. Even if he won’t admit it. “I’m done.” I keep backing away, pinning him with a look of despair and anger. “I can’t keep putting myself through this, Everett. You say you’ll never hurt me, but you are. Every day that you love her, you stay with her, you’re killing me. And I deserve so much fucking better than that. Than you,” my voice cracks, just like the heart charm dangling from my necklace. Everett Tucker doesn’t have to break my heart, because I broke it myself by loving him. It’s funny how
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