I leave from a lonely meal and head toward a lonely
It's just...I don't know what to do anymore.
Skipping pleasantries and small talk, I announce the
one thing that has taken me many months to decide.
"You really believe he doesn't love you?"
He couldn't look at himself, so how would she?
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