“That’s not what I meant.” She sits up too, and suddenly there’s a huge canyon open between us, an abyss we’re both sliding toward. “What did you mean?” “Just that—I don’t know—it’s just like, an adjustment, that’s all.” I can’t help it: I bark out a laugh. “My dad always fucking says that about her.” I jump off the bed, backing away from Zoe. “I can’t believe you’re defending her.” “Well, it’s hard for me too!” she says, and the words freeze us both into silence. I stare at her. Has she been struggling with it this whole time? I thought she was okay with it, but was she thinking of me as a
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