He’s acting like he didn’t tell me he liked me that night, and then every other night we slept together since. He told me before he left for camp too. How will he rationalize that? Maybe he’ll say I misinterpreted what he meant. That he didn’t mean he liked me. He meant he liked my body, my flesh, my bones—which he probably thought he could have, whether he saw us as platonic or not. Silly me for misconstruing that. Now everyone keeps looking at me like I have this giant red A embossed on my school sweatshirt like Hester in The Scarlet Letter. Jamie thinks the world is his to control. That he
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