“It wasn’t about—what I did?” His eyes met hers evenly. “I didn’t like what you did.” “But that wasn’t why you left?” she persisted. There was a beat of silence, and then he said, “It wasn’t why I left.” Daphne hugged her knees to her chest, pondering his words. All this time she’d thought he’d abandoned her because he hated her, hated what she’d done, but in truth, the only thing he hated was himself.
And also u fucked up
