Me: Can I take you out for a coffee sometime? I don’t even pretend not to be anxiously waiting for her answer this time. Who would I be fooling anyway? Sophie’s in bed. I’m in the living room by myself. I can’t even focus on a TV show because I’m all wound up about Sarah. Having her here again confirmed it—I don’t want to stay away from her. I don’t want to leave her alone. Trying to is pointless. Even if I still wanted to, Sophie wouldn’t let me, for one thing. For another, when Sarah’s here, nothing feels as bleak as it does otherwise. When Sophie convinced her to stay for movie night,
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