“Yes, I really did,” I said. “I don’t know if he loved me. I think he thought he did. But it’s like he imagined me—I provided him with a feeling that he enjoyed. But he couldn’t quite see the actual outline of me. I don’t know if it counts as love if it was genuinely felt on my side but imagined on his.” “But—” She stopped herself. “Go on,” I said. “Well, whenever you’ve described him to me, it sounds like you’re imagining him a bit as well. He sounds sexy and interesting. But other than that, he seems pretty unfeeling and self-obsessed.” “Yeah,” I said. “I think I have to accept some
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