[Her face clouds with a storm of conflicting emotions. Her hands are balled into fists at her side and teeth grit. She wants to shout at him. At the ceiling again. That maybe if she was just loud enough someone could see the reason in it.
But she knew the truth in what he was saying. It was a life she was living right now. No one can just fox anything. All you could do was pick up the pieces and try to make something better from there.
That sort of knowledge didn't keep the petulant tone out of her voice.]
I don't have to forgive them for it. Even if we prevent it, I won't forgive them at all.
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But she knew the truth in what he was saying. It was a life she was living right now. No one can just fox anything. All you could do was pick up the pieces and try to make something better from there.
That sort of knowledge didn't keep the petulant tone out of her voice.]
I don't have to forgive them for it. Even if we prevent it, I won't forgive them at all.