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8!Meeting her!

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Logan

I sprinted after Sylvie, my long strides eating up the distance between us. I had to talk to her, to explain, to apologize. But as I watched her quicken her pace, her heels clicking on the pavement, I realized I was losing ground. She didn't want to hear from me, and I couldn't blame her.

As I finally caught a glimpse of her face, I saw tears streaming down her cheeks. My heart sank. I wondered why she was crying and seeing me had clearly made matters worse. I stopped in my tracks, my feet feeling heavy, as she reached her car and slipped inside. The engine roared to life, and she pulled away from the curb, leaving me standing alone on the sidewalk.

I stood there for a moment, feeling like I'd been punched in the gut. I had missed Sylvie terribly since she'd left me. All those years, I'd treated her badly, convinced I'd never love her. But the truth was, I'd been blinded by my own insecurities. I'd pushed her away, criticized her, and belittled her efforts to please myself. I r
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