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I stood outside the restaurant where he worked. I felt nervous and sick again. I had been playing it out over and over in my head how he would react. What he would say. I knew he wouldn’t judge me. It wasn’t like him. But I felt so bad for disappointing him. He was the last person on earth I ever wanted to do that to. He finally did notice me outside and he took his break to talk to me. 

He looked upset as well and I didn’t immediately tell him what was going on. I allowed him to speak about what was bothering him first. 

“I don’t know what to do. I feel bad to keep continuing to hide our relationship because I know it’s taking a toll on him. But I just can’t tell my parents. Am I wrong for thinking he should understand t...

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