❝ –– perhaps it’s true that things can change in a day. and when they do, those few dozen hours, like the salvaged remains of a burned house—the charred clock, the singed photograph, the scorched furniture—must be resurrected from the ruins and examined. and suddenly, they become the bleached bones of a story.
“Okay… then tell me what I need to do. What do you think I need to do to prove I love her…apologize? Besides you interfering this is a two way relationship and I feel like I’ve been the one putting in all the effort. I don’t know how much more I can take!”
“She’s my friend. It’s my job to interfere, because she’s too much of a mess to do this on her own. That’s exactly it, you know? She’s all alone. Callie, I just want her to be happy — and I’ve never seen her happier than when she was with you. But right now, all you’re doing is hurting her.”
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