I let you go," he went on, dipping his head to my neck, and a shiver swept through me. "You were right yesterday. I hurt you. Not like him. Worse. I let you walk out of this house so you could be happy with him. Wasn't that what you wanted? But you're here. I let you go and it killed me to do so, and you're here.
( Jennifer L. Armentrout )
[ Every Last Breath ]
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