“I think I had figured that out,” Summer said softly. She spread her hands. “I — I don’t even know what to do now. I would never have let you know how I felt if you hadn’t — and now you know something I didn’t want you to know, ever.”
Stiles sighed and bit at his thumb nail. “I don’t know what to do to make this better, Summer…”
“There is no better! I just have to forget, okay. I have to — it’s not even you. I’m stupid, and I just — ” She buried her hands in her hair and tugged. “I just have to find a way to forget.”