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“It hurt you.” His eyes come to rest on me, his face now endearing and open, all anger gone. But it only makes me want to cry, so I look away, crossing my arms around my body protectively. His expression claws at my heart.

“It’s the past, and it should stay there.” There’s a strong sting in my eyes, but he won’t make me cry again. My heart aches with everything he is trying to pull out of me