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Ever since that night, when there’s a thunderstorm during summer, he comes to my room and sleeps on the ground.
“I know when you look at me, you see everything that went wrong, but when I look at you?” He licks his lips. “Violet, when I look at you, I still see the love of my life.”
I never saw my feelings as a choice.
