This crush or obsession or infatuation I felt for her didn’t give me any rights to her. I hadn’t earned any kind of say in her life. Not that that meant I craved it any less. But I had to remind myself of that fact. Because if Cal was biting her again, I was more than willing to bet he’d be looking for more than that from her. And I really didn’t have any valid reason to object to that. What could I say to her about it anyway? Don’t be with him because we were together once. For one, too brief, earth-shattering moment, you were mine. And I never should have let you go.
