“I wish that weren’t the case,” I admitted. “It makes me not want to choose either of you. I can’t stand the thought of coming between a friendship.”
“This friendship has been broken for a while,” Jori said. “You making a decision isn’t ruining anything that wasn’t ruined. You might as well pick your own happiness.”
I frowned at this. “It’s not that easy. I don’t think I will be truly happy with whatever decision I make, because I will be hurting someone either way, which will hurt me. I can’t win.”
“It’s okay to be selfish sometimes,” Jori said. “You’ve been through so much hurt that I think you deserve to be special.”
I didn’t know how to respond to Jori, so I stayed silent. His words rang true on a logical level. It was okay to be selfish to a certain extent. It felt wrong not to co
