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My brows lower, and I straighten, resting on my knees while I silently stare, waiting for her to explain what she means. “You’ve been an unbearably raging asshole to me this entire time. Yes, I fucked up, but you’re, like… really fucking mean, and you’ve hurt my feelings more than I care to admit.” I nod slowly. “You’re right.”
Does It Hurt?
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