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“I didn't just ask you out for lunch to catch up, and I think you know why already.” He added.
My fingers tightened around my bag.
I don't know anything!
He exhaled softly, his eyes never leaving mine, “I had been such a coward in the past, too afraid to admit my feelings and even running away from it. Towards you, I can't help the feeling of guilt that always crept up whenever I see you and it's because I have failed you and the emotions we once shared.”
I stared at him, and asked, “What do you mean?”
I didn't like the direction this was going at all. It made me uneasy, very even.
“For a long time, I thought what I felt back then would fade. We were kids after all, I kept denying my feelings and brushing yours aside. I told myself that it was just attachment and habit.”
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