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90 days of different

“And you thought this was it?”
“Maybe there isn’t a good time, but I ran out of time.”
“But I don’t understand. Why do you want to break up
with me?”
“I don’t know.”
“Of course you know. Is there somebody else?”
I demanded.
“No, of course not!”
“You’re not going to give me that old it’s not you, it’s me
line, are you?”
“Oh no,” he said, shaking his head. “It’s definitely you.”
“What?”
“It’s you. It’s definitely you.”
I felt like I’d been kicked in the stomach.
“Look, Sophie, you’re smart and nice and really good-
looking and—”
“Sounds like three great reasons to break up with me.”
“You’re not making this easy.”
“I’m not trying to make it easy. Just tell me why.”
He went to take my hand, and I shook it away.
“Just tell me.”
“It’s just that I feel like I’ve spent the last year—”
“Last fourteen months.”
“Last fourteen months,” he said and shook his head.
“Thanks so much for correcting me on that too.”
“Are you breaking up with me because I correct you some-
times?” I asked.

“First off, you correct me all the time, and second, that
isn’t the reason.”
“Then what is?”

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