I nodded, knowing this conversation was inevitable, yet dreading it all the same.
We stepped outside, the cool evening air providing a stark contrast to the warmth inside.
“I didn’t want it to happen like this,” she began, her voice tinged with regret.
“But it did,” I replied, my tone sharper than I intended.
She flinched at my words, a shadow passing over her features.
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