“Abuse? But she wasn’t—” And here, Remy took another pause. “It wasn’t—it’s not—” “How old were you when the affair started, Remy?” “I—” He’d treated it as a simple matter of exchanging favors, like bearing equal responsibility had meant he’d never been taken advantage of. But that was his excuse now, as a twenty-three-year-old who’d grown cynical over the years. Xiaodan was treating him like he was still the scared fifteen-year-old he’d been when the affair had started. And maybe that was the point. “Young,” he finally said. “Perhaps it was younger than I should have—” “Younger than she
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