“Maybe I’m weak. Maybe I’m an idiot to stick around only because he needs me. Maybe it’s unhealthy to live for crumbs of affection and let one person become the center of my life. Maybe.” There was a long silence, during which Jared stared into the crackling fire and Alexander stared at him. “If you want my advice,” Jared said, still not looking at him. His voice was rough and clipped. “My advice to you: fuck whatever issues you have. Don’t overthink it. Obsession, love—it doesn’t matter what you call it. They’re just words. If you look at him and think ‘this is mine,’ that’s it. Grab it if
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