[She wants to apologize. Again. She'll say it over and over and over again until it sticks, but she's starting to realize that no matter how many times she say it, it won't really mean much. And she isn't mad at Chloe for that; she's mad at herself. Because there's really nobody else to blame, is there? She was the one that left Chloe's texts hanging, she was the one that was always making excuses...
She feels like shit, even years after their last string of texts. But she knows she deserves it.]
I get it. [She's not even going with "it's okay" because they're about as far from okay as can possibly be right now.] And we don't even have to talk about it or anything, if you don't want to. Just...
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[She wants to apologize. Again. She'll say it over and over and over again until it sticks, but she's starting to realize that no matter how many times she say it, it won't really mean much. And she isn't mad at Chloe for that; she's mad at herself. Because there's really nobody else to blame, is there? She was the one that left Chloe's texts hanging, she was the one that was always making excuses...
She feels like shit, even years after their last string of texts. But she knows she deserves it.]
I get it. [She's not even going with "it's okay" because they're about as far from okay as can possibly be right now.] And we don't even have to talk about it or anything, if you don't want to. Just...
[She squeezes Chloe's hand.]
We have to stick together, okay?