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“ Sorry for what?” At the verge of tears again, she swallowed hard. “ For everything. For not remembering you, for judging you..” her voice cracked. “ Hey.” He turned back, grabbed her cheeks with his palms, and lifted her face to look at him. “ I told you not to be sorry for something that's not your fault or in your control.” “ Did I do anything? Did I try to report to anyone?” Knowing what she meant, a small smile cracked on his face. He nodded softly. “ You did.”

Unspoken Truths - Chapter 45 Sophia I still don’t understand what’s happening to me. First, I was mad at everyone. Now, I hate myself for not realizing I pushed them all away. I always hated Sareena. I wanted nothing more than to destroy her. And now… now my heart feels like it’s breaking, shattering into pieces. How could that fucker do this to her? I don’t want anything to happen to her; just want her back.

I took her hand and nodded my head for her to continue. Even if it was the worst news that she could give me I would still be here to support her. "So I uhm... I'm sorry that I just disappeared two months ago. I really wanted to call and talk to you I just felt so ashamed of what we had done and I didn't know how to handle it all." She said in one sentence. I barely heard everything. She caught her breath and opened her mouth to speak again but closed it again afterwards. I gave her hand a gentle squeeze and urged her to continue with what she wanted to talk about. I didn't think saying something now would be suitable as she was the one talking.

" A voice said. "Please I'm sorry, don't hurt me please." "Ali, it's okay, I'm here.... I'm here." She opened her eyes and Divine was holding her. "Divine....." She said. There was a wet patch on his shirt. She had obviously cried on it. "I'm sorry..." She said and more tears came. "It's okay. I'm here. They can't hurt you." He rubbed her back while rocking her in his arms. "It was just a bad dream."

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“What the hell did you do Brittany, I told you to leave Chelsea alone! You and I have never been together, and we never will be, the next time you pull something like this you're going to be sorry. But you know how I am you have a punishment coming for this one and it's not the kind of punishment you want. so if I were you, I'd watch your back Brittany.” After turning and walking away from Brittany he turns my direction and we make eye contact and then he makes his way over to me, when he reaches me he pulls me into his chest and gives me a squeeze like no other, I can feel the tension in his back when I wrap my arms around his waist he puts his face down in the crook of my neck takes a deep

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The person noticed me and asked, "Excuse me. Who are you looking for?" I gave them Gordon's name and said, "He mentioned he was working late tonight and wouldn't be coming home. I thought he was working too hard, so I brought him some snacks." The person hesitated for a moment before replying, "While it's true everyone worked overtime tonight, we've never had anyone stay overnight in the office. In fact, Gordon already left earlier. I'm the last one here. I'm locking up before leaving myself." I thanked them politely, but the moment I turned around, my smile vanished. Before stepping into the elevator, I tossed the snacks into the trash.

He dropped to his knees on the grass, pulling both girls into a fierce embrace, burying his face into their small shoulders as he sobbed; not the sharp, broken sob of pain, but the helpless kind that came when hope was too beautiful to hold. “I’m so sorry,” he whispered again and again. “I’m so sorry I was gone.” Fedora stood above them, covering her mouth as fresh tears streamed freely down her cheeks. Her body shook as she cried, not just for the four years of silence and loss, but for the miracle now kneeling before her.

The novel was a very sad one - A very sad one it is. Nahigra entered without knocking. I found someone I would pour all my anger on. "Why can't you knock?" She was shocked. I realised I shouldn't have screamed at her like that. "Sorry," I apologised immediately. "What's wrong?" She asked me. "Nothing." I said. She laughed and sat down on the bed. "You have read another sad story." She said amidst laughing. "It is not funny." He said. "What's the title of the book?"