That word hurts me.” “I didn’t know that. I mean, we’ve used that word before, and you never said anything. I wish I knew. I wish you’d told me.” I look down with a sigh. “I just wish I didn’t have to tell you. I wish I didn’t have to have this conversation with you. It’s exhausting.” She looks offended. “I’m sorry. I just wanted to talk. I wanted to understand.” “I know that.” I tilt my head. “And I appreciate it. I just hate that it has to be explained. But, Destany”—I turn to her—“please don’t stop asking questions. I’m glad you care enough to ask. And I’m willing to talk, if you’re willing
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