“That
was really stupid,” I told him as he lay in the hospital bed.
“How
could you do that to me, Honey?”
“Do
what? You did this to yourself, in my bathroom no less.”
“How
could you choose him over me? He didn't even know you were in high
school. We have a business together, an apartment, we're together.
Why do we have to do this to each other? Hurt each other like this?”
I
didn't understand that but I just let him say his piece. As far as I
was concerned neither of us had hurt the other. He had made things
inconvenient and messy, that was all.
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