“I never had that much power over you,” she interrupts and I frown at her. Is she serious? When we were together, all she had to do was look at me and I’d do anything for her. “What world are you living in? Yes, you did.” “Clearly not. Because you left. After I begged. Pleaded. Cried. Begged more. Don’t tell me that all I would have had to do that night is pull my top off and you would have stayed because I will get up from this table right now.”
