The Life I Thought Was Over

was booked. And I panicked.”

He looked up at me, eyes glassy.

“What if I broke my promise?” he asked. “What if I took advantage of you when you were vulnerable? What if I’m the worst kind of person?”

The room felt impossibly small.

“I need you to tell me the truth,” he said. “Do you think I manipulated you? Do you think I used your grief to get what I continue reading …