Excerpts From the Stories I'll Never Write

[26] Manqué

He wiped the tears from my eyes as he said, “I’m sorry if I wasn’t good enough for you.”

“But you are.”

He smiled. But it didn’t reached his eyes like it used to. “I’m not. You never loved me.”

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