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“It wasn’t We weren’t meant to be, but that was my fault, not yours”

I shakeyou I started putting up walls”

Her shoulders relax “Thanks for saying that”

“It’s not for you, Pen It’s for me”

“It seems like it worked out”

“Yeah”

“She’s fiery”

I laugh “She is”

Penny laughs “I guess that’s always been your type” She brings her glass to her lips and takes a sip “Are you happy with her?”

My jaw cricks It feels good, accepting her apology, offering mine But I can’t have Penny in my head or my heart anymore “Don’t ask me shit like that”

“I care about you”

The words twist so in my brain They’re too familiar and too different I want every ounce of them and none of them “Then stop”

“Ryan” Her nails dig into the stem of her flute

“You lost the right to say o”

She sinks into her heels “I’m sorry”