This is the original Irresistible I will be writing a new one, with more detail, etc. If you'd like to read both you can.

"Why are you crying?" she finally asks. "I don't know." I say truthfully, moving off her shoulder and drying my tears with my hands. "Are you ashamed of yourself?" she asks me, looking at me as if I were a poorly tied knot about to fall apart. "I don't know."