Thanks be to EBT.
But as much as I wanted to continue screaming and yelling, I didn't. Because I didn't want my moment of truth with you to be about how I said it.
It needed to be about what I said.
So I leaned against the wall and took a few deep breaths.
When I had myself under control, I spoke in a calm, even tone.
"You're with Bella. She loves you. What we did? It's unforgivable."
I finally raised my head to look at you.
"No matter how I feel about you, it doesn't excuse what I let myself get into. We can't do this anymore."
You stood there, huffing and angry and…
And I still l loved you.
God help me, I still loved you.
Love you.
"What about how I feel about you?"