Chapter 32 - So, You're Wet, Huh? (1)

Now, let's stop running from love

Running from love

Let's stop, my baby

Let's stop running from us

Running from us

Let's stop, my baby

— Troye Sivan, My My My

T Y L E R

"You know what sucks?" I didn't wait for Faith to reply as I continued, "I could not blame her because it's all on me. I pushed her away and I pushed her too far."

"No, Ty. Don't blame yourself. You did this to protect her." Faith sighed. "And I'm sure she will understand. Not right now, of course, but after this is all over."

"What if there's no 'after'?" I ran my hand through my hair frustratedly. "What if I'm losing her forever?"

Faith gave a small smile. "You won't."

I tilted my head up, locking my eyes with hers as I desperately needed her reassurance. "Why not?"

"Because if she loves you, if she really does love you, she would take you back."