DAVE
I hadn’t planned on bringing this up—not yet, at least. But the restless part of me refused to wait any longer. I’d told myself countless times that patience was the better choice, that I should wait until everything settled before confronting this.
But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that was a lie. A convenient excuse. A coward’s way of avoiding the truth.
I was stalling. Hiding behind the idea of timing. The truth was, I was afraid. Afraid of what she might say. Afraid that she’d reject me. And if that happened, I wasn’t sure I had the strength to deal with it.
I am not a good man—not in the way good men are meant to be. I have wronged many people, stepped on too many toes, made enemies in places where I should have made friends. And because of that, I don’t ha
