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And with those words, my mother cut me deeper and more viciously than my father ever had. Ever could.
“I’m not afraid of loving a boy,� I told her honestly. “I’m afraid of losing myself in one.�
“Because the only time that I allow myself to feel anything is when I’m with you.�
“Don’t hate me, Molloy,� Joey mumbled, falling into the passenger seat the moment I let him go to open the car door. “You’re all I have to wake up for in the morning.�
