I stare down at it, ice crawling up my arms, until Moore snatches it out of my hand and rips it down the middle. He tosses away the scraps and starts to pace, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Jesus, I didn’t mean that, Allie. You know I didn’t. I was just hurting and lashing out. You are the furthest thing from pathetic. I knew that. I was just trying to…make you feel an ounce of the ugliness I was feeling. And I could die now, knowing I ever wrote that shit down and left it for you to find. I’m sorry.” He comes toward me unexpectedly, crowding my against the table and taking my face in his
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