I was human enough to have to ask. "Why?"
"Isabella." He pronounced my full name carefully, then playfully ruffled my hair with his free hand.
A shock ran through my body at his casual touch. "Bella, I couldn't live with my self if I ever hurt you.
You don't know how it's tortured me." He looked down, ashamed again.
"The thought of you, still,
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