sake.
“How long?”
“With Jasmine.”
“Claire.”
“You said whatever happened between you was complicated. I’m asking for the uncomplicated version.”
“How long?”
“A few months.”
Nausea rose in me as I absorbed the answer.
“A few months.”
“It wasn’t supposed to happen.”
“Nothing ever is.”
“I didn’t plan it.”
“I don’t care.”
“I never meant to leave you.”
His admission hurt especially because he hadn’t heard what it revealed about himself.
“You never meant to leave me.”
“No.”
“Do you hear yourself?”
“I’m trying to tell you I didn’t want
