Page 18 of Rock Me All Night

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Miles: Are you this rude to all your friends or only me?

Meg: We're not really friends.

Miles: Apparently not.

My cheeks flare. That isn't how I mean it.

I stare at my screen. That heaviness is back. I feel awful.

If someone tried to convince me I didn't know what pain felt like, that I wasn't wrecked by losing the person I loved more than anything...

I'd punch him right in the face.

I don't talk to anyone about Rosie, not really. And here Miles went and wrote a whole song about losing someone. He told the whole damn world, and I accused him of making it up.

Meg: I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that.

Miles: I've heard worse.

Meg: I didn't mean any offense. I swear.

Miles: I'm sure you'll find a way to make it up to me.

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