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Fourteen: Victory!

I continued to weep on his chest, sweating profusely, although the air conditioner was turned on. I created a fist of his shirt, squeezed it in my palm, ensuring I was expressing my pain to the fullest. In years, I hadn't wept this much. That one kiss was what created this. 

"Calm down." I was surprised to notice him patting my back. I didn't ever want anyone to see me cry, but I couldn't hold back the memory in my head. "I didn't know a kiss would hurt you this much. I think… I'm sorry. Well, hard to say, but, um, sorry. I'm sorry."

After a while of weeping, I pulled away, sniffed, wiped my tears, not being able to look him in the eye. I was so embarrassed. 

"You've soaked my shirt." He held his shirt up, stared down at the thing. Ah, shit, this man was maybe one person I wouldn't have ever wanted to see me cry. 

I rubbed my palm against my eyes, resumed wearing a stern look, a

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