“Please, Chad. I can’t do this anymore. I want…” I want you. I want us. I want to be with you always. Chad’s eyes latch onto mine, not wavering, intent on getting an answer. “Tell me what you want. Do you want me to return with you? Because I will.” The desperation in his voice will haunt me at night. I’ve never heard Chad like this. “You don’t mean that.” “I do.” He drops the crumpled letter to the floor and then raises my chin with his forefinger. “I’ll give it all up for you.”
