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I wasn’t kidding about crushes being pointless for people like me. The few I’d indulged in had been intense, one-sided affairs that only left me feeling hopeless and like even more of a loser.
“That was me being grateful,” I protested. “Really. I’m glad one of us knows what they’re doing.” “Oh, Alden. None of us know. Not really.”
Maybe it wasn’t love that hurt. It wasn’t love that screwed me over. Real love didn’t have conditions and limitations. People had failed me, let me down, hurt me. But not everyone was like that.