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" Are we friends?”
“Of course,” I say carefully.
“Do you want to suddenly marry me and become a family?”
My chest tightens, and my throat goes dry. “Syd …”
“Answer me, Dec.”
“No, I don’t …”
She raises her hand. “Then there’s nothing to say. We were friends who shared a passionate kiss. We can blame it on a full moon or whatever you want. However, if you want to be friends, that has to be the last time. I can’t keep doing this. My feelings for you have always been what they are. I love you, want a life with you, but I can’t let myself hope when you’re clear there is none. So, I beg you. Love me or let me go because my heart can’t take anymore.”
And with that, she walks out, leaving me feeling like a complete asshole. "
― Corinne Michaels , Fight for Me (The Arrowood Brothers, #2)