“I made you believe I fucked her because that’s what I wanted you to think.” Her shoulders shake. “Why?” she croaks out, and a tear runs down her face. “For this reason, right here. To prove that you still love me.” I walk over to her, and she doesn’t pull away when I reach up and cup her wet cheek. “I don’t love you,” she whispers. “Lie,” I say, dropping my hand lower to grip her hip. Deep down, she knows I’d never hurt her. Not like that. I have loved this woman for as long as I can remember. How can she think that would just go away? That I could ever walk away from her if it wasn’t for a
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Wtf
