"I'm sorry! Ok. How many time so I have to say that?" Still crying, she steps towards me. I step away. "You left me to die!" I can't believe she expects me to really forgive her. "I'm sorry! It was a mistake!" She turns away and falls on the floor,her hands on her head. "A mistake."
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Broken Pieces
Teen FictionAfter We Are Healed And We Say We Are Fine Who Will Be There To Pick Up The Broken Pieces Left Behind?
