I shake my head. “All you have to do is tell her. Just say it, bro. You’d rather the position go to me than her.” He thinks he’s subjecting me to hell, but he’s not. It’s not unbearable. This is where I was always supposed to be. “I can’t fucking choose her over you, or vice versa.” Darkness sweeps over his face like a passing storm. It’s like this is a sin he refuses to commit. “It’s not a sin,” I tell him outright. “I’m not going to hate you for choosing a better life for the girl you love. I’m not that fucking guy.” Not anymore.
