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"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he was breathing into her neck. Like "I'm sorry" would make everything right again.

"It's okay," she was saying, "but I think you should go. I forgive you. I think I always will. But that doesn't mean you didn't hurt me, that doesn't make it go away."

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