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-- EXCERPT: “Well I never knew a thing about you. Not what was important, anyway,” she grumbles, although I hear her perfectly. “What’s that supposed to mean?” I snap, unable to rein in my anger. I made a bad choice, a mistake at the end of our relationship. But that doesn’t change what we shared before it, or that I never lied to her. I was always who I said I was. “You know what that means,” she retorts, not letting up one ounce on her own anger. I glare ahead, watching the slow-moving cars and scenery around us as I take in a few needed deep breaths. I don’t want to fight with her, and it’s clear she’s looking for a fight with me. “How’s your sister?” I ask just to change the subject. “No,” she immediately snaps. “You don’t get to ask me that.” The fury in her voice is clear, and obviously it has not been abated since Gemma first saw me. “I loved her, too. She was like my own sister—” “And that makes what you did even worse!” she cries, much to the pain of the two in the backseat, if their moans are anything to go by. There’s no room for argument in her tone, not that I heed the warning that this won’t be a fight I’ll win. If she wants a fight then she’ll have one. “I made a mistake. I thought—” “I know what you thought. You were wrong.” “I’m human, Gem.” “We’re all human. What we truly are is our decisions. You made one that defined who you are. Now you have to live with that.” Her words cut me, but I can’t blame her. I did make a decision, and it was the wrong one. But people make mistakes. The world isn’t so black and white, and once upon a time Gemma used to see the world in colors. “I’m sorry—” “It’s my sister who needs to hear those words, not me. Words from you mean nothing to me.” I slam my mouth shut, trying to bite back the words, but they tumble out of me anyway. I always did have a problem keeping quiet when I should. “I didn’t realize you were so damn perfect. Must be nice to never make mistakes.” She slams on her brakes harder than needed as we find ourselves stuck in the thick Chicago traffic. She turns her heated glare on me. “I have made mistakes. Loving you was clearly one of them. But I’ve thankfully learned from my mistakes and I’ll never repeat them,” she harshly tells me. ![]()
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