“Can you understand? Will you please just look at me?” He flinched, a movement so small I might have missed it if I hadn’t been looking so closely at his eyes, waiting for them to blink. And it’s not fair to either of us to try.” I can’t make myself love you more than I do. My voice trembled, but I needed him to hear this even though I wished he didn’t have to. He lay back down, eyes glued to the ceiling. ” I took a breath, and forced myself to speak the truth I’d never had the guts to tell him. “Jeremy,” I began, unsure how to say what needed to be said. To fix what I couldn’t stop breaking over and over. You wouldn’t be caught dead at a dance with me.” “But I thought you just said you wouldn’t be caught dead. “You’re going?” He sat up, looking confused. “Fine, but if you snap any pictures of me, I might have to kill you.”
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