Three
I must be masochistic.
But Taylor's words got to me.
Am I really willing to let it all go? All that we had?
My breaths shudder as I stand in front of the TV, Harley's camera in my hands. I borrowed it from him. The camera is connected to the TV so I can play its contents there.
I don't know if I'm ready for what plays.
You were never ready for anything else. Life doesn't wait.
I need to remember.
Why I wanted all of it to happen in the first place.
Why I loved her.
Why I chose her.
I suck in a breath and press play.
If I still love her.
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