“You got a new number,” he said softly. “Yeah, my old phone got fried, remember?” He nodded. “I thought you’d have the same number,” he said, even softer. “I called and texted you all the time.” The sadness in his eyes was killing me. Especially when he let out a strangled chuckle that almost sounded like a sob. “Part of me is glad you never got to see the pathetic mess I was.”
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