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 "That's her name?"

I finally know her name. I just kind of look her roommate in front of me. I have so many questions, like where were her parents, why was she living with Nate, why doesn't she speak, and most importantly, why on earth would Todd pick on her? Nate can see in my face that I am confused. He says to me that he knows I must have questions confirming that he did indeed read my face correctly, but that it isn't his place to answer those questions. He asked me to explain specifically what happened to Shayn and why I decided to drive her home, and stay with her. It wasn't going to be easy to answer either of those. I finally sigh and tell him that I don't know the whole story of her getting beat up, but what I did know was that my boyfriend was the one who did it. He narrows his eyes and asks me who he was. I had a feeling he already knew exactly who it was. I blush and look down at my feet ashamed. I mumble out Todd's name. Nate I guess doesn't hear me and asks again. I look up at him and say Todd Beckett. His fists clench by his sides, but he doesn't look surprised, confirming my suspicions and what I feared. This was not the first time this happened, and I was ashamed that I didn't know. I had a feeling the signs were there, I just didn't want to know. He then looked at me with his eyebrow cocked and I realize I had yet to answer his second question. I honestly had to think about this one. Was it because I felt guilty because of Todd or was it something more? The guilt was definitely there but there was something else nagging at me, something that I couldn't identify. Maybe it was that Todd and I had been growing apart for a while now, not that he knew it, but we were. I wasn't feeling much for him anymore. I used to think I loved him, but now I'm not sure whether I really do anymore. Was it that I felt something for the girl in front of me, or was it once again the guilt gnawing at me? I really had to figure it out, but one thing I knew was that this was the last straw with Todd. Tomorrow...he and I are done. 

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