Jilt Him Before He Can Jilt You

I recalled the last text he sent me. HerBlueRose: You asked me if I had feelings for you. Here’s the answer. I rolled away from Cara. ‘I don’t care about the answer.’ She pulled me back. ‘Yeah, you do. That’s why you’ve been acting out ever since. You didn’t get an answer from him, so you tried to find it at the bottom of a bottle.’ ‘I wasn’t drinking because of him.’ ‘Denial, denial, denial.’ Cara played with a strand of my hair. ‘You’re exhibiting all the classic signs.’ ‘I thought you were a surgeon, not a shrink.’ ‘But I read. And I have eyes and ears and a brain. Everything I’ve seen and heard so far leads me to one conclusion.’ She paused. ‘Are you waiting for the drum roll before you reveal your answer?’ Cara sighed. ‘You are much less fun than two years ago. Anyway, my conclusion is—yes, he does have feelings for you.’ ‘I don’t believe you.’ ‘Still living in Denialville, I see.’ ‘I’ m not. I just…find it hard to believe.’ ‘Well, here’s another hard-to-believe fact for you—you h