...I hate this.
Is this what I am, and what I've become? Some jealous, evil creature? Or have I been a monster all along?
I want him. I love him. Yet he's found someone else to hold and protect, so have I. Yet I can't...I can't give myself, not completely. And that's not any sort of stupid sexual metaphor, I just can't.
...No matter what I decide,
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