Resisting The Playboy's Charm
"You're not the reason Carolina left, and you didn't do anything wrong, okay?"
Brandon sniffles a little, pouting. "But I don't understand. Why did Carolina leave?"
"It's really complicated," I sigh. I've been asking myself that question repeatedly, late at night, in a slightly different arrangement: Why did I force her out?
"She left right after I broke my arm," Brandon says.
"Yes, but it wasn't related," I tell him. "It was a coincidence. Do you know what that means?"
He shakes his head, puzzled.
"Sometimes, two things just happen at the same time, even if one didn't cause the other. Does that make sense?"
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