“I’ve had it broken more times than I can count,” Callie admitted. It was the first time she’d said it out loud, though she often thought about it. “Was it a guy?” James continued to interrogate. Again, Callie gave a humorless smile. The question was so innocent, it sounded like it came from a child. “Sometimes the worst heartbreaks don’t have anything to do with romance, buddy,” Callie muttered. But James didn’t seem to follow her meaning, so she gave a more straight response. “But yes, there have been some guys.” “But you got over them,” he pointed out. It wasn’t a question. And Callie understood why he’d come to such an assumption. She’d gotten very good at pretending that she had everything put together, so most people assumed she was fine. “Some took longer than others,” Callie revealed, trying not to dwell on those past heartbreaks. “But once you realize they weren’t the right ones, it’s a lot easier.” Callie was relieved when the pizza arrived. The smell alone distracted J
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