“Why?” I forced out, reaching up to brush the tears from my cheeks. “You don’t care about me. All you’ve ever done is hurt me, so why would you promise me something like that?” I managed to push myself out of his arms and the places where his hands had been tingled with the memory of his touch like they missed it. “I do care about you,” he said, the frown on his face telling me he wasn’t sure why and I sure as shit didn’t know either. “And I’m…I mean, I shouldn’t…I never should have…” “What?” I breathed, looking into his dark eyes and hoping for…what? Something I didn’t dare let myself hope
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