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Date: 2023-05-24 07:41 pm (UTC)"It's not - I mean. Of course you would. You're - you're that kind of person. I ... I know that. I remember that. Mostly. Now."
He flattens his right hand against the arm of the chair he's in, feeling the wood under his fingers, trying to ground himself in the present.
"But. But. Sharon. I hurt you. I scared you. I still do. You - you don't have to, to hurt yourself by doing this. I was gone. You had a life."