Page 83 of Unspoken Confessions
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“I know,” I whispered softly.
“How did my life get so fucked? How did I get us all here?”
I didn’t have one single fucking answer for him.
And telling him it wasn’t his fault wasn’t something he’d be willing to hear just yet.
I pulled him closer and placed a soft kiss on the side of his head.
He blew out a long breath and relaxed into me.
Holy shit, I couldn’t believe it was fucking over.
