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“Life hasn’t been a carnival ride for me.” Another confession from Steven.
“I don’t know—” I was interrupted once again.
I shook my head, embarrassed, “Nothing.” But I had noticed that he had a Tennessee twang in his voice like mine, where an “I” sounded like “aaah.”
“Steven…” I wanted to say so many things at once. I wanted to scream at him, hug him, hit him, kiss him again…
“I’m going to bed.” With that, I turned away from him. And I regretted those spoken words instantly.
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