I'm coiled up on the sofa, hugging my knees as the tears keep falling.
I have been fighting them so hard and now I just feel like I can't anymore. I always let the pain build up in me and used any distraction I would get to help me forget that great loss. But no matter how hard I tried, I just could never get over it.
And bringing back those memories brought them back with the pain.
Lionel is seated on the couch just next to me, and all these time he hasn't said a single word. I don't know what I expect him to say, but I feel like maybe if he pulled me into a hug, just maybe it would make me feel better.
But he seems to be rather angry at me.
I've done all the explaining I can regarding what really happened and if he still thinks it's my fault then there's nothing more I can say.
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