"You-" Words are failing you, coming out as jumbled noises. "You don't-.. You don't get to-"
"Get to love you?" His eyes pierce you, they make the ice you took years to build slowly melt away, like he never left, like he never left and took your damned life with him.
"Of course I don't." He pauses, thoughtful, licks his lips. "But that doesn't mean
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