You always hurt the ones you love

“Don’t cry,” he said, but how could she refrain from weeping? The silent tears were not intended to reproach or manipulate, though it was clear that was how they were interpreted.

“I’ll leave now,” she choked out, blinking rapidly to stave off another flood of tears. “We can talk later.”


It was too late, the door had already closed.

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