“But let me tell you, West, no matter what happens, no matter where you go, I will also always be in love with you. And you don’t have to love me back. Hell, you don’t need to ever talk to me again. Will I be hurt? Yes. Will I want you back? Yes. But it will all still be worth it, because you have made it worth it. Because loving you has made it worth it.”
“Wait, Cat,” I say, reaching blindly for her arm, as if I could possibly make this anymore awkward. (Hint: apparently, I can.)”