“I wasn’t thinking, Emma. There was just rage and mess and a lot of pent-up anger. The more wasted out of my head I got, the less logical everything became. It could’ve been any girl. It just happened to be her. She appeared almost out of nowhere and was trying to get me to talk to her. I don’t remember much of what happened, only her kissing me, and I didn’t stop her for a minute. Jesus, this is so hard to say to you.” His voice breaks, his body tense beside me, yet I stay ...