"I know I ruined it," she said, looking into my eyes. "I know that. And I hate myself for it. I've been hating myself for quite some time, tell you the truth."
"Then why?"
"Because I was a spoiled rotten little b***h and you wouldn't toe the line," she said.
"I tried. You know that, right? I thought that was what you wanted. You just wouldn't meet me halfway."
She nodded. "I know, Tyler. It wasn't you. It was never you. You've got to believe that."
"Still," I said, absentmindedly stroking the soft skin of her arms as she held me.
"Yeah," she murmured. "But it wasn't because he was better than you. He represented something better. Something I thought at the time was better. But I never wanted anyone else but you."
I was so focused on her words I didn't even notice the increasing pres
