Literature
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“You always do this Devin! I mean, it’s okay to be selfless at times but for once can you care for yourself and not hurt anymore?” Addeline took a deep breath and sat on the chair set aside my bed.
“You know,” she whispers, “whenever you end up hurt, you hurt me too.” She closed her eyes and sighed, taking my hand in hers. She opened her eyes again and turned to look behind her, then back at me. I opened my mouth to say something but it choked in my throat instead.
Her eyes flickered from me to the ground, her face flushed, she took another breath. “I love you, Devin. I really do, but I just