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Love's welcome, no matter what angle it comes from. Even from behind.
"I hate you," he whispered, voice coloured with sadness, regret, and no little self-loathing. "Not because you can't get clean, or because you always return to her, or even because you lied again. No," he confessed in a broken sigh, "I hate you because no matter how many times the illusion is shattered, no matter how good a job I do of convincing myself it's over and done, you can always make me believe it all again."


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