“We’re good together. I like you. I’m pretty sure you still like me. I want to go back to hanging out like before. I want to be the guy that takes you to the party and the one that takes you home. I liked being your boyfriend. It didn’t feel fake.” “I thought after Bethany…” My words trail off. “You said you didn’t want or have time for a girlfriend.” “You’re not Bethany.
