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33 ↛ revelations and heartaches

"hey, are you busy?" amber asks into her phone, waiting for corbyn to answer.

"n-no, i'm not, why?" he replies in a shaken up tone, surprised that amber was even talking to him.

"i want to see you." amber admits, "we need to talk."

"is it about the-"

"corbyn, i should've believed you when you said you didn't do it," amber cuts him off, "instead, i let my emotions and thoughts take over." she explains as she drove to the why don't we house.

"you can't put yourself down for that, amber, you didn't know anything of the truth" corbyn tells her, "and you have a hard past with trust and relationships, you can't be blamed for feeling what you did."

"i'm at the house, can we finish this when i'm in?" amber asks, and corbyn hums in response before they both hung up.

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as soon as amber got to the house, corbyn immediately took them to his bedroom so they wouldn't be interrupted.

"i'm sorry, corbyn..." amber said in a broken voice, "i should've believed you, instead i didn't."

corbyn wrapped his arms around amber comfortably, and rested his head on top of amber's.

"you have to stop blaming yourself for that," he tells her, "i shouldn't have let her words consume me, if i didn't go and see her she would've blackmailed you and i can't have that." corbyn admitted, and amber looked up at corbyn with a weak smile.

"you did that so she wouldn't hurt me more than she did?" she asks, and corbyn chuckles, "i did it so it wouldn't be as bad as it is, but it's-"

amber leaned forward, cutting corbyn off with a soft kiss.

corbyn reacted, and let his hands fall to her waist by instinct as her arms wrapped around his neck.

when amber pulled away, she smiled at him.

"i forgive you."

"thank god."