CONRAD POV
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It's not even about Cam.
It really wasn't. I was about me and her. How I felt about her.
I treated Toby, Cam and Belly as an obstacle. The reason I couldn't be with her, when honestly I was the only reason. I held us back.
I knew there was something between us for years and I made the choice to avoid it, to avoid all my feelings for her. But I couldn't hold up that wall anymore. Every time I see her the wall comes down, but I slowly start to rebuild it. Every time.
Brick by brick, it just keeps coming back, even though she is the last person in the world that deserves to be faced with it. I want to tell her everything. Everything I know, everything I feel.
I want to. But I can't.
If I did, she would see me. She would be scared of the burden that I am, that my mind is. I want to be there with her, but what if I held her back? What if it just broke us for good? I wouldn't know what to do with myself.
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