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I entered the room.

She was sitting on the bed, staring at the wall. Glancing at me peripherally. Her eyes refused to meet mine. She said nothing.

I choked on air. My words were in the bottom of my stomach.

"I... I'm sorry."

She said nothing. She was furious. I could see her eyes sparkling with the glimmer of tears. I missed her face more than anything. Even this face. This face that was angrier and more pained than I had ever seen it before.