“Maybe we served our purpose to one another and maybe now is when I consider the quality of life I have going forward and not spend it worrying and second-guessing and doubting you or myself or my own fucking judgment or self-worth. I want to heal. I want to stop replaying the past 15 years over and over,” her finger circled at her temple. “Analyzing every missed phone call and flight delay. I’m so, so sorry. Because even after you hurt me, I still don’t want to hurt you,” Tahli was too honest, watching his eyes cram with tears that his bravado wrestled.
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