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It burned.

It scarred.

It seared into my heart.

I lashed out, slamming my fist into his chest and he accepted every blow, knowing he deserved it.

I wanted to hurt him.

I needed to hurt him.

But also, through it all…

I wanted to continue loving him with every last part inside of me.

When all of a sudden, he caught my wrists mid-strike, tugging me toward his body, holding me against his chest, against his heart. Against the agony and grief that would always live inside of him.

I broke down, losing all my strength.

To fight.

To cry.

To hate him.

I fell to the ground…

And he came with me.

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