Dead Weight
You were scared, and selfish, and human, and that was somehow worse than if you had been cruel.
Out loud, she says, “No.”
Dex stares at her.
“That doesn’t make sense.”
“I know.”
“No, Maya, I mean it doesn’t make sense. We’re fine.”
There it is.
The seam he never saw because she never showed him.
He is not wrong to be confused. That may be the most irritating part. In this timeline, he has not lied. He has not left. He has not become a man she has to survive. He has only been Dex. Messy, sweet, avoidant, funny, frustrating Dex, standing in their kitchen with a spatula in his hand and no idea he is being judged for a crime he technically has not committed yet.
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