“I’m leaving him, Cole.” “You are?” he said with no emotion or inflection. “I am,” I confirmed, and he waited until he couldn’t anymore. “Jasper—?” “Will you still forgive me?” I asked. “Yes,” he said. “Will you secretly resent me for what I’ve done?” “No, Jasper.” He squeezed my hand. “I could never resent you for something you had a right to.” “Will you still have me?” Emotion clamped around my throat, making it hard to breathe, hard to wait in anticipation of his answer. “Do you still want me?” “Yes,” he said, as if it were the dumbest question in the world. “I’ll not only have you, I’ll
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