I'm Sorry

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"I'm sorry,"

The words echoed in her ears. Pass through the other and stayed. She had heard it a million times, she had lost count. Have memorized it with the sound of his voice. But it didn't matter.

It still didn't. Its effect had lost its power over her and she grew numb of the pain.

She looked up at him and stared blatantly. The silent question mirrored in her eyes as she searched his. It's there for him to see, for him to read time and again.

She knew what those words meant, have been expecting it even. However, she wanted him to say it while staring at her. Masochist, she may be. But it's only after he does that she'll stop.

It's only after she see it in his eyes that she'll give up.

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