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she doesn't know why she opens the door
her face is blotchy
and he's the last person she wants to see right now
she can't help it
she bursts into tears when he walks in
"jesus christ, what's wrong?"
he reaches out, as if to hold her
she turns away
"don't touch me . . . please, just go away"
he holds her anyway
and she tries not to get tears on his blazer
"why are you crying, adeline?
tell me"
her breath is ragged
and her throat hurts
"i'm such a bad person,
fuck"
she manages to gasp
she doesn't want to tell him
"what are you talking about?"
she clenches her hands into fists
her bruised nail beds cry out in pain
"i'm a slut, isaac"
he pulls back to look at her,
confused
"what?"

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