Tough Love
"Blake, are you even listening to yourself?"
The words hung heavily in the air as I stood against the cold, unforgiving brick wall. My heart raced, anger coursing through my veins as I confronted her. "Yes, you fucking walked away," I said with a defensive tone, my voice filled with frustration.
Her eyes met mine, a mix of hurt and anger flashing across her face. "Blake, I never walked away from you. Don't you get it? You walked away when you were supposed to stay. You walked out on me when your mother nearly died," she shouted, her voice echoing through the empty yeard. The onlookers from the gym windows turned their heads, curiosity piqued by our heated exchange.
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