“Easier said than done.”
“No, it’s not.”
“Yes, it is. We had another argument last night.”
“So? Just kiss and make up already.”
“I…I might have said some things that really hurt his feelings.”
“All couples argue, Nate. What did you say? It can’t be that bad.”
“I called him an insecure, possessive jerk,” he whispered painfully. “Among other things.”
“Ouch. Okay, that must really hit home. Deeply, too.”
“I…Yeah, I shouldn’t have, but he said something first.”
“Nate…”
“He called me a dramatic, whiny, and flirty son of a bitch. Among other things, of course.”
“Of course, and I know that you were just trying to hurt him as much as he hurt you, but that didn’t solve anything.”
“I know that now, but last night…”
“In a moment of anger, I know. Lucas and I have gone through such arguments as well.”
“What do I do?”
“Do you still love him?”
“That’s a stupid question.”
“No, it’s not.”