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I have dropped my restraint like a towel to the tile floor where you lie like a bathmat.
What did brother do? Do you even hear the words coming from your lips?
Do you connect words and actions, your words, my actions?
I think you know where I'm going with this...

Sheila, don't expect to like it.
Don't expect to replay this in your mind.
Sheila, someone was bound to love, just not the one you wanted to.

I will not waste our time by apologizing.