Ignoring me, she continues walking around the room as she says, “You know, it made sense for you to be pissed at my parents. I guess it made sense for you to be pissed at Will too.” She jabs a finger at her chest. “But I never did anything.” Her voice breaks on the last word, and she stops talking as she takes in a shaky breath. A tear falls from her eye, and she quickly wipes it, but another falls, and then another. And with every new one, the fissure in my heart deepens. “They hurt you, not me. So why did you decide to stop replying to me? Huh?”
