I don’t love you anymore.
Now. Just now. I don‘t want to lie. Can’t tell the truth, so it’s over.
It doesn’t matter. I love you. None of it matters.
Too late. I don’t love you anymore. Goodbye.
Here’s the truth, so now you can hate me. Larry fucked me all night. I enjoyed it. I came. I prefer you. Now go.
I knew that. He told me.
I needed to hear it from you.
Because he might have been lying. I had to hear it from you.
I would never have told you, because I know you would have never forgived me.
I would. I have.