“You don’t mean that, Arianna.” Freddie reached out to grab my hand, and I yanked it
away, sitting on my couch.
“Freddie, say what needs to be said and please leave afterwards,” I replied.
He sat next to me, and I leaned over to grab the remote.
“How are you?” Freddie questioned.
“Fine. Now, get to the reason why you needed to bang on my door at ten at night.”
“I want a second chance, Arianna. I was stupid, selfish, and it took me hitting rock
bottom to realize you were the best thing to ever happen to me.”
“Thank you for realizing that, Freddie, but I’m not interested in going backwards,” I
answered.
“Wait, are you seeing someone?” Freddie asked.
“No, but it doesn’t matter. My life is complicated right now.”
He ran a hand down his face, sighed, and stood.
“I’ll give you so
