“ed ourselves for this long. That’s completely my fault, and I’m very sorry that I wasted so much time fighting this when you could have been mine since I met you.”
“I’m glad you’re finally admitting it’s your fault, but it’s too late to change anything. You made your choices, and you’ll have to live with them. I’ll never be yours now.”
“You’re lying to yourself, Ella, but I did that for a long time too. If you won’t admit you’re mine, then I’ll admit that I’m yours.”
“That’s too bad,” I taunted, “because I don’t want you.”
“That’s the biggest lie of all,” he said. “You’ve told me that you want me with your body and your words. You’ve even written a poem about it.”
“Which you stole from me,” I huffed, ignoring the rest of what he’d said. “I’d like it back, and my journal.”
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