I loved Nick, I truly did. He was a great man and a dear companion to me. When he refused my invitation for a date, I knew something was wrong. I knew that something between us had changed. Maybe living in New York was different for him. He was a Midwesterner adrift in the lurid East. New York must have felt like a completely new world for him—filled with diverse people, with dissimilar beliefs, thoughts, and ways of going about things. I don’t blame him for leaving; I am just upset that our relationship, and the relationships he had made with the others here in West Egg and East Egg, had to come to an abrupt end. I wish him well wherever he may be now because no matter what happened in our past, I will always love and care about him.
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