“Come on. Fight with me. I’m an idiot. Just tell me what I did, and I’ll fix it.” Aaron stayed by the flickering flames. His compliance and yearning only made my head spin harder. I just wanted to do what would hurt less, and being alone hurt less. “No. There’s nothing to fix. It’s fine. I can handle it.” “You promised you’d fight with me.” Aaron walked closer to me, and I stepped back.
