Date: 2021-08-19 08:39 pm (UTC)
coquettish_trees: (actually sad)
[ She flinches, drops her eyes, shakes her head. ]

I should not have told you.

There is nothing either of us can do about it now, and I cannot—

[ Another head shake. Her hand picks lightly, uselessly, at the cloth at his shoulder. ]

It is not fair of me— cruel of me— to be hurt that you believed me. You could not have known what I felt. I hardly knew. I—

I am sorry. To have hurt you with it again.
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