Mary Anne did not realize she had said, had, in her sentence, but she did...and she felt slightly obligated to apologize and take it back. She bit her lip, knowing that she would never be able to stay in his life without torturing herself and wanting more.
She nodded again, "Yeah," she squeaked, turning her head to look at anything but him as she felt a fresh wave of tears start to form, "unless you know a good way that we can be friends without one of us wanting to be more than friends..."