The words hung in the air, surprising me as much as him. There were bigger issues to address, but that question tumbled out first. And suddenly, I needed to hear his answer.He fell silent, thoughtful, as though weighing the question before answering. "Once," he said after a pause. "In my sophomore year of highschool."A tiny flicker of jealousy flared in me, but I shoved it down and ignored it. I was the one who brought this up, after all. "What happened?"Nick's gaze shifted away from mine as he took a few steps back, walking towards the window. He didn't look up as he replied. "Can I ask you for a favor?"I frowned at his cryptic reply, but stayed quiet in hopes that he would elaborate. Thankfully, he did. "I want you to promise you won't hate me after what I tell you, today?"Despite me, I nodded."Okay, so I was always busy back then, school, football practice, family stuff, hanging out with friends, I wasn't around much. And even when I was, I couldn't give her enough attention
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