I should've been firmer with you during our lessons. You never listened, got your way far too much. I knew you were going to be defiant. There was always a look in your eye right before you shut me down. Every night I looked forward to it.
Before I left, I wanted to tell you I loved you. When I found out about you and Stark at the apartment, I was glad I didn't. You made a fool out of me and I couldn't forgive you for that. For a long time.
Being angry was easier than admitting that I missed you.
While you were in the hospital, that kiss was all I thought about. I don't regret it, but I sure as hell wasn't prepared for the repercussions.
When this is over, please, for your sake, walk away.