#Chapter 31: Tiffany Tells All
Abby
I feel him tense the moment the words leave my mouth. I want to take them back as silence stretches between us. He doesn’t seem to know what to say, and I avoid looking up at him. His hand falls off my shoulder.
“No, but I’m guessing you do if you’re bringing it up.”
“I mean, maybe a little.”
He removes his arm from around my shoulder and moves to the side. I sit up and turn to look at him. Maybe this wasn’t the best idea. There’s a blank look on his face, and I can tell he’s trying to hide his emotions from me. It doesn’t take a genius to guess that I hurt his feelings.
I force myself not to play it off. This is something that’s been bothering me for a while now. If we’re going to get married, we need to be able to talk about it.
“Go on,” he says.
I swallow. “I just… I feel like we don’t try new things,” I blurt out. “Everything is always the same. It feels like we’re just going through the motions, working toward the end goal, when we should be passionate an

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