“Go back to New Haven, son. Ace those finals. Fuck that girl out of your system and enjoy it because once you walk across that stage you’re coming back home to honor your commitments.” I shrug his hand off then hop out of my seat to look him dead in the eye. “Those are not my commitments, they’re yours, and I won’t walk away from the one good thing in my life to honor them for you. We’ve spent months going back and forth about this, which is dumb because I should have just told you I’m not doing it. Any of it. I’m not moving back to Boston. I’m not going to Harvard or studying cardiothoracics,
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