FALLING FOR MR FROST
And there was nothing I could do about it.
“I’m done,” Tammy said, and there was finality in her voice now. “I’m done waiting for you to figure out what you want. I’m done being your safety pin, your excuse, your convenient girlfriend that you treat like trash.” She wiped at her face one last time. “We’re done, Jackson. Officially.”
“Okay,” I uttered without really thinking about it, and even I knew that was cruel.
She stared at me for a long moment, like she was waiting for me to argue, to fight for her, to show some kind of emotion beyond this flat, dead exhaustion in front of her.
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