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Oh good. My knight in shining armor. I wanted to vomit.
Any hope I had at withholding my temper was long gone, along with my ability to give a shit.
“I could ask you the same thing.” “Maybe, but you didn’t.”
Fuck. He really just punched me in the face. This was happening.
“No, anger means you care. Anger means there’s a piece of you somewhere that’s slipping. Anger happens when there is a battle still within yourself, when you’re trying to cover up pain.”
An enemy who looked like a friend was much, much more dangerous.
