Page 32 of Dirty Desires
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Did I make that up?
Was any of it real for you?
Maybe I was living in a fantasy world, to believe that you and I could be more than friends. But that bubble has burst. You blew it all up.
I sat there, reading each word over and over until my eyes grew blurry. Then, one letter at a time, I deleted the whole thing until the page was blank.
No matter what Ashton had done, I wasn’t going to hurt him. Not on purpose, I wouldn’t.
He had his demons. I was well aware of that fact.
And I wouldn’t add to the beating he was already giving himself. But I also wasn’t about to keep on trying, to keep on waiting.
That wasn’t getting me anywhere, anyway.
