“I didn’t want you to know about everything that happened in there because it was bad enough that I knew.” He flexed his fingers. “My hands remember exactly how it feels to break a bone and knock a guy out cold. I have a lot of shit I have to live with, and I didn’t want you to know that part of me existed. I think deep down, I thought you could move on and remember the old Asher, and pretend I’m someone else.” “It doesn’t work that way.” “I know.” He took a deep breath. “The wrongness of living without you is killing me. I think it’s killing us both. I really thought I was doing what was
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