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Chapter 26. Regrets
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Noah POV
I was looking at Briana while Hanna dragged her away and felt a sense of unexplainable loss.
I shook my head, not understanding myself anymore.
I hated her. I knew that.
But as I watch her leave, why does it feel like something is squeezing my gut?
"I thought you hated her."
Britney’s voice intruded into the mess in my head.
Detecting a hint of pain in her voice, I could not help but wince.
“What are you doing here?” I asked harshly.
Britney flinched. She looked taken aback, and I realized I had been aggressive with her.
I felt sorry for her.
In all the years we had been together, I had always been patient with her, just as she was patient with me.
She understood what I had gone through.
I sighed.
“I am sorry,” I said wearily, brushing my hair back for want of doing something.
My hands missed holding Briana, and I itch to r
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