"I couldn't even be mad at him, because this was who

"I couldn't even be mad at him, because this was who he was. This was who he'd always been.
He'd never lied about that. He gave and then he took away. I felt it in the pit of my stomach, the familiar ache, that lost, regretful feeling only he could give me. I never wanted to feel it again.                  Never, ever."

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