We stare, both of us crying.
He won't let go of my hand, but he won't speak.
"Mark, baby, please, fucking say something! I'm hurting so bad, you know how much I'm hurting! Please, Mark, I'm begging you!" I whisper, no more screaming.
"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry."
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The Quiet (Markiplier)
FanfictionAnything Hurts Less Than The Quiet This is a Markiplier/ Mark Fischbach imagine thing based on The Quiet by Troye Sivan There is cursing in this
