“I love you!”
“Don’t give me that crap!”
“Why would I lie?! Jo, please come back!”
I didn’t want to listen to him. I knew he was lying.
“Josephine!”
I kept walking, digging my fingernails into my palms.
I wasn’t fair. We couldn’t be what other people were. I loved him, but how was I supposed to work around this?
“Josephine!” He grabbed my arms and spun me around to face him.
My curls bou...