Thanks be to Ms. EBT.
I'm a sobbing mess as I tell him about how I felt about you for all those years.
How I feel about you now.
How I ruined my friendship with Bella.
How I ruined Bella.
How I didn't want him to become a casualty of my actions.
How I really do like him.
How I know that I've ruined everything with everyone.
How I've become the worst version of myself.
I don't hold anything back. The truth is his to take and do with what he wants.
When I'm done, he sighs. He stands and starts pacing. He stops once… twice… but continues to pace.
His face is stone, and I don't know what he's thinking.
Finally, he stops.
"I… I need to not be here. I need to think."
And he walks away.