Cam
The next few days are pure agony.
I handled that conversation with Aspen all wrong, and I know it. I could have said a million other things, and she wouldn’t have cared. I’m going to tell them; I was just waiting until we told Blue. Or, They already know, and they’re fine with it. Or, I don’t care what they think.
What I did tell her—that they’ll never understand why I’d choose to be with someone like her—it was… harsh. Cruel, even.
I get it now—why she doesn’t want to tell Blue about us. She doesn’t want to throw away her best friend for a guy who can’t even tell his friends and family about her.
Which leaves me at an impasse—facing a very important question that I’m going to have to answer sooner than later.
What, ultimately, do I want with her?
I want her; that much is obviou
