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GAVIN
I woke with clarity. We’d gone about this all wrong. I’d gone about this all wrong. I should have come clean to Whitley from the start about how I felt about her. Instead, I was so worried that she’d back out at the first sign of my affection. After all, it wasn’t unprecedented. I’d watched her do it to others over the years. I’d seen the relationships implode, and I’d crossed my fingers and hoped it wouldn’t happen to me.
Well, it had.
Now, what was I going to do?
Yesterday, I’d wallowed. I’d had every right to do so. The wedding was off. But I couldn’t stay in that feeling forever. At some point, I was going to have to act.
As much of this was my fault as Whitley’s. I’d asked her to be my fake girlfriend. I cajoled her into going to the wedding. I introduced her to my frie
