"I'm not the one who said that we shouldn't get married. You were. I'm the one who brought it up to begins with, but you weren't interested, so don't turn this on me," he answered.
Charlie didn't understand that no matter what they both wanted, he couldn't stay if he were to retain some sort of normality in his life, but he didn't feel like explaining again, not when Charlie wasn't paying attention or didn't care.
Callum almost recoiled at the touch. It was different, too familiar and he couldn't get used to it again, but instead he closed his eyes and gripped Charlie's shirt. "I'm not doing well, Charlie. I've got nothing to give you right now."