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Our Little Bump
Sometimes you say things in the heat of an argument, yet they say that it is when you actually mean something. I have repeatedly told Isabella that I hated her. Hate is such a strong word; I cannot even at this present moment of still being angry tell you if I meant it.
Though she has, in turn, said some nasty things that were rather hurtful. Did she mean them? Or is it just those heated words that come from an argument?
Whichever way, I don't know how our relationship will be now. Yes, she is standing with that envelop that I so wish to tear up. She has just realized that she lost her temper over complete nothing. Yet, she has not apologized.
What have we become?
So I only push past her and head to the room, but she calls me back, "I am sorry, Clayton."
"Isabella, it is maybe a little bit too late for that."
She only but drops her head, and I can hear the tiny sobs coming from underneath strained breaths. Now, do I hold her or just continue
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