“You fucked me over," I started, bleeding into the pain I felt for months. "You fucked me up. And yet, you come back every time. Why? Why do you insist on doing this to me?" His response may have been the most honest thing he's ever said, and that terrified me. In one breath, he shattered my soul. "You let me." I don't think he realized the impact of his words until I'd walked away, refusing to turn back, refusing to ever speak to him again. You let me.”
―
Marie-France Léger,
A Hue of Blu