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"Look i'm really sorry, we had a good relationship and I don't know why I left it for a girl who was using me. I completely regret it and want to had a do-over with you, I miss you." He confessed quietly, gaze on the floor. |
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Kylies gaze softened. "I miss you too," she murmured. "I love you," she hummed. "But I can't trust you, Max," she breathed out. |
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"I understand, you have good reason to. " He said softly, tone understanding. |
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Kylie paused. "But, I'm willing to give you another chance," she murmured. "But, you have to promise me that I am the only one. If you ever go running off to another girl while we're together, it's over, Max, for good. And we're doing this right. No hooking up before we're official, we're gonna do this the right way," |
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"Wait, really? You-you're taking me back?" He asked with a small grin, grabbing his phone and blocking at least 10 numbers. |
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Kylie watched. "You blocked them all? No more other girls?" |
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"Yup, you can see for yourself." He mused, sliding his phone over. |
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Kylie shook her head, pushing the phone back. "You know that I'll leave if you do, so I trust you," |
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He nodded, taking it back. |
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Kylie smiled, leaning over and kissing him. |
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Bright Sunshine with a few High Clouds
