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“Two thousand, one hundred, and eighty-four days,”
“You lost the right to tell me what the fuck to do six years ago, Kathryn,”
Son of a bitch. Way to bruise my ego, kid.
“I do, but you were right. No matter how much I hate you, I still love you. I’ve always loved you, Kathryn.”
“If you want to kiss me, then fucking kiss me. Whenever, wherever, and in front of whomever.”

