“Please, baby.” My voice is barely a whisper over the pouring rain. “I have no right to ask for this from you. But please. Just one more time.” “You don’t deserve it.” “I know I don’t.” “You’re lucky I’m even entertaining this right now.” I nod sadly. “I know.” He scoffs out a laugh. “You keep saying that, but I don’t think you do, Pen. Sometimes I swear you don’t remember that you weren’t the only one outed in front of thousands of people that day. I was too.” A grimace mars his face as he shakes his head, eyes full of so many emotions, I can’t possibly place them all. “And you wanna know
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