Its not your fault

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He puts his arms around me and i get butterflies again. I smile and turn so I'm facing him. He lifts his arm to make it easier for me to turn around. Once I'm comfortable he puts his arm back around me. I smile and he smiles back. "Max, can i ask you a question?" I ask him. " yeah anything!" He replies. "H-how did you become a foster kid." He looks down and back at my eyes.
"Well.. When i was born, my dad left my mom. Then when i was 5 my mom was in a car crash....... She died. I didn't have any other family so they put me in foster care." I see his eyes start to tear up. I lean in and kiss him. " I'm so sorry" i say after i pull away. He smiles and kisses me back. " its okay, its not like its your fault" he says just above a whisper. I nod and close my eyes.

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