Chapter 39 Garrett

Garrett

I didn’t know why I had said any of that. I didn’t know what the hell was wrong with me.

Well—I did. But he didn’t. No one else did. And no one else ever would.

Hurting him was easier. It was cleaner. It was my mask. If I pushed him hard enough, if I made him hate me, then I didn’t ha...

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