Well, lying is always a reason to be blamed for. I know he lied, and I understand why he did it. Nevertheless, that doesn't make me feel better. It still hurts.
I still have to do my choice, with or without him. I'm afraid I may know what this decision is, but I'm just too scared to face it.
Am I a bad person for not wanting them to be friends ever again? Maybe just selfish.
But, isn't that the story of my life?
