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I felt a hand on my wrist and hissed. Fuck.

Quickly, I yanked my wrist away but it wasn’t fast enough.

“Show me your cuts.”

“Why?”

“I want to see how many times I wasn’t there for you.”

Tears welled up, but I didn’t let them go. I shook my head and walked away

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