I can see I totally forgot to post februaryfiction yesterday. Porbably because I'm sick and had my focus on that interview I translated.
Anyway, here's your februaryfiction for yesterday:
Things were said.
Things that could never be taken back, no matter how much he wanted to. As he
had said them he knew he had hit a nerve. He could see it on her face. Things
he had thought, but never thought he would say aloud. But in the moment of
rage, and feeling wronged, he had desperately lashed out. She had hurt him so
much he wanted her to feel what he felt, but it had a great consequence. He had
closed the door and burned the bridge. She wouldn’t let him back in, she
couldn’t forgive him.
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