"I know," I murmur, wrapping my arms around him carefully and pulling him close without pressing on his sliced skin. "I'm... God, I'm so fucking sorry, Logan. I should've... I dunno, fuck... I just thought it was island shit, you know? I just..." I trail off, burying my face in his hair and breathing him in, letting out a broken sigh when something deep in my chest twists painfully.
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Date: 2007-10-17 03:15 am (UTC)