I wanted to be rid of him," he says. He raises my chin with his thumb. "But not if it meant being rid of you. I climbed in beside you, and you put your head in my lap. You can't think I would have left you like that."
"Look what it got you," I say.
"Tea in bed and you here in front of me," he says. "It was a terrible decision, and I confess I'd make it again.

Author: Lauren DeStefano