tape 11

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you were like an undercover spy, your phone sticking out of your shirt pocket, recording.

"Leo? can I talk to you for a minute?"

"sure babe. what's up?"

"Are you cheating on me?"

silence.

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I cringe at myself. I look so taken back. surprised. I hate it.

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"um. no. your sister and I just talk. a lot."

"godamnit. just tell me the truth."

"we've talked about meeting up and you know, doing stuff, but I didn't have the balls to do it."

"well aren't I lucky? I got a shithead for a sister and a boyfriend who "doesn't have the balls" to cheat on me. isn't that great?"

"I'm really sorry."

"if you were sorry you would've stopped a long time ago."

"are we... over?"

"I don't know. you tell me. are you worth fighting for? or am I wasting my time?"

"I'm ending it with your sister. you're the one. I'm so sorry."

"how do I know I can trust you?"

"I'll let you check my phone? I promise to treat you better. like the princess you deserve to be. I love you. I don't know what I was thinking. I'm so sorry."

"just tell me if you don't want me anymore. tell me right now. i need to know."

"i want you."

"i still don't trust you."

"i know."

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