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I get it He’s an introvert Socializing ison empty Sometimes I wish I had that proble around people is y It feeds my soul I used to love hoe balanced each other out like that My grandma Lynette used to say that every couple needed a chatty half and a quiet half Two “chatties” would drive each other crazy Two “quiets” would draw into themselves too much She always said we had the perfect balance

“You going hoertip down the buttons of his chambray shirt

“Yeah”

“Want company?” I ask

He turns his focus to ht, Blaire”

“I don’t understand … I thought ere having a good time?”

“We can’t keep doing this” He places his hand overit fall “I want to be with you, Blaire Believe me, I do But it’s just not in the cards for us And yes, I know I keep saying that and then I keep taking you hoet just as caught up as you and I can’t say no I tell myself it’s the last tiet lost in those eyes …”

I bite aze to the asphalt parking lot

“I love that you still love me,” he continues “And I love that you remembered our pact, that you said you’d h we both know damn well I don’t deserve you But you have to move on”

I glance up at him, but only for a second

The burn in my chest is so deep, I can’t breathe

“I love you, Blaire,” he says “I love you tooAnd I know that it doesn’twill coht even be able to forgive o mine”

Tears flooddown my cheeks faster than I can catch them

I’ve heard enough

I slide my heels off, throw them in my backseat, and climb into my car

Driving off, I don’t look back

As soon as I get hoht