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"Why did you leave that morning?"

Two hours later and somehow we'd found ourselves back in the small armchair, my body huddled against yours.

"Why did you let me leave?"

The retort had caught me off guard, but I knew what the answer had to be. 

"Because I love her." 

The taste of the words on my tongue felt bitter.

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