



You don't know anything." I shake my head and stand up, and then I release the storm. "You don't know shit about us-or our relationship. "It was just a matter of time," she says with an unjustified confidence. There was never a time where I made you actually think that I'd choose you over her." "But you knew that I loved Lucy, right? I mean, I never said or did anything to make you feel otherwise. I open my eyes, the booze doing nothing at all for my now clear head. "I kind of thought I made that obvious."Īnd now I know what Lucy felt all those times I read her-that calmness she felt, the one right before the storm. She looks away for a moment, as if contemplating her next words. Did you ever want to be more than just friends? The whole helping me study and all that shit-was there more to it?" Then a thousand fucking emotions run through me. "I could help you forget her," she whispers.
