Learning My Own Worth

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"I miss you. Don't you miss me?" Her eyes were bright, with - what looked like - tears. Crocodile tears, he thought. "Should I be missing you?" He asked aloud, his features furrowed. "You BROKE me, I no longer feel anything for you."
"I- i apologised! I'll make it up you, I'm sorry.."
"Okay."
"Okay, I don't forgive you."
"But I-"
"I DONT forgive you. I'm trying to move on." Her face fell even further, if that was possible. Once, a long time ago, he would have felt broken, seeing her this way. But now? He felt no remorse. He felt nothing. "Right.. I- i understand. Thank you for listening, at least. I can't say that I don't wish it was different."
"But it isn't different. It's this way because YOU made it this way. You cheated, you broke my heart. Not the other way around."
"I know.." Was that regret he heard in her tone? Guilt? "Okay." He stood up, dusted off his pants, and walked out, leaving her standing; alone. "Okay.."

do you believe that someone who cheated should get a second chance? if so, what's the line you would say that you wouldn't cross?

aria.

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