"Is that for me?" He asked, and I nodded yes. He held my foot. And then he started to cry.
"I'm sorry," he said, "I'm so fucking sorry."
He fucking should be.
"Is that for me?" He asked, and I nodded yes. He held my foot. And then he started to cry. "I'm sorry," he said, "I'm so fucking sorry." He fucking should be.
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