Re: Atticus M/Cris M
[...] I loved her. I just dunno that it's [...] It don't feel the same. With Sam.
She wanted me to be somebody else. Some guy who don't get mad or jealous or want her home with me. That night, she wanted me to be the kinda guy who forgives immediate, who's so glad she's back, he don't care bout how much she hurt him. I ain't that guy. Least not in that case. She had the fucking papers in her car and she wanted that from me.