“Hey, wait..” he says, reaching for my arm. His fingers brush against me, but I yank myself free like his touch might burn me. I cover my face with both hands, feeling way too embarrassed for him to see me right now, not after he heard me spill my guts like that. “Go away,” I mumble, my voice bare
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