I wasn't paying attention, I looked at Seven & he starring at my wrist with a pissed off look. I whipped my sleeve down. He saw the scars, I'm angry at myself.
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"There's no point!" I yelled in his face.
"I want to prove to you how wrong you are," he said as a tear slipped his eye.
I yanked my hand from his grip and walked away.