“Done!” he shouts, his wings spread wide. “I already told you. Christ I—I tried to tell you! Done … pretending!” “Pretending what?” I shout. Like I don’t know. Like it isn’t already killing me. “Pretending … this, Baz. Us. Pretending I can…”
Actually, simon, you are nkt allowed to break up with baz and he won't let you
