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“What did we burn?” “My future, I think.” “Oh good. As long as it wasn’t anything important,” he says dryly.
“Do I look like I teach sex ed for princes?”
“Why are you doing this for me?” he asks. “You deserve to die in peace,” I whisper.
I’d call this photo, Boy Who Is Not at All Nervous About Visiting His Ex. Next to it on the gallery wall, I’d put a self-portrait titled, Girl Who Is Definitely Equally Chill.
Theo and I are alone. Married, but mostly not. Friends, but maybe more. Alive, but only for a few more days.
