You walking away hurt me! That name hurt me! You were supposed to be my best friend and friends don't do what you did to me!We can rehash this as much as you want, but it won't change what I did or why. I made a mistake. You either forgive me or you don't, but I'm telling you I'm sorry, and if I could take it back, I would.She draws in several deep breaths, and after the longest silence of my life, she meets my eyes again. Do you regret it?Every. Damn. Day.
by Katie McGarry
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The excerpt reflects a deeply emotional confrontation between two friends grappling with betrayal. One friend expresses profound hurt over the other's actions and the impact of their relationship's breakdown. The pain of feeling let down by someone they trusted is palpable, highlighting the expectation of loyalty in friendship. The speaker asserts that while they acknowledge their mistake, the decision to forgive lies with the hurt friend.

The dialogue reveals a struggle between regret and accountability. The friend who caused the hurt openly admits to feeling remorseful every day about their actions. This admission illustrates the complexity of their relationship, emphasizing that the past cannot be changed despite the desire to make amends. The emotional weight of their conversation captures the essence of friendship and the difficulty of navigating mistakes and forgiveness.

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