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The grimace of disgust that she gave, I cannot get it out of my head. I wondered when there would come a time when I'd actually be able to not hurt someone. Expectations aren't high on that though.
Danial coughed, handing the cigarette back to me. "How do you even handle this?" he scrunched his nose up in disgust, taking a sip of water from my glass.
We are at the cafe, and it's almost midnight. Purple light pours from around us and the music isn't blasting like it usually does. Just a lonely boy sits next to our booth, his face edged with worry, while he jams his fingers on the laptop.
I sighed. "Do you think 26 is too young to get married?"
He scrunatized me with his eyes. "Don't tell me you have found the one," he mocked. I glared at him but his gaze didn't waver.
"I haven't
