The Hardest Thing Ever Happened to Me

Claire and Stephen broke up six months ago. Three weeks later Ella and Stephen moved in together. Last week, Steve asked to meet for coffee. He told me that he had made the wrong decision. I haven't told anyone about the coffee date or what Steve told me yet. I'd love to throw a rejection back in his face as some form of punishment. But what if the main person that I would be punishing is myself? Am I crazy for thinking that we could ever make it work again? Well, Claire, firstly, you're notcrazy for thinking that. You're not crazy, but you are probably wrong. We'd love you might be wrong.