Chapter Seventy-One: Well, If You Are Asking…

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Raphael Her words cut me to the bone, but I knew she needed to get them out. I knew that inside of her heart there was a festering infection of rage, pain, and humiliation. And there was no chance for us to heal unless she got it out. And it came out. Not in a slow ooze, but like an exploding volcano. She screamed. She balled up her fists and pounded on my chest. Her fists didn’t hurt me, but the pain behind her screams tore me to shreds. The knowledge that I had caused it made my soul want to scream with her. “You asshole! You selfish bastard!” I hoped that Lucy was too exhausted by her ordeal to be disturbed. “You ruined my life! I hate you!” I let her scream until her screams turned to sobs, and then I held her. There were many things I wanted to say, but I kept quiet and press

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