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Once her head was clear and they reached home, ROse turned to Caden. "SOrry" She muttered, getting out and walking into the house |
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"What-" He spat out, following her. "Rose, what are you sorry about?" Caden asks, tossing his bag aside. |
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"Making you upset..." She said, a tear of embarrassment rolling down her face as she fought to keep her fear in. SHe didn't know what was wrong with her and didn't want Caden to end up becoming upset with her for what had happened. She darted upstairs, sitting on the bed as more tears rolled down her face. She felt like such a burden for him to carry, especially since she did nothing for him... |
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Caden was just confused, following her up. "Rose-no," He started, sitting beside her. "Babe, you didn't make me upset." |
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"I can't do anything except make you upset or worry....I do nothing right...I can barely even go to the gym without blacking out and all I did was refuse your help..." She said, the tears now flowing full-force down her face |
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"Rose," He started, wrapping his arms around her and holding her too him, whether she wanted him to or not. "Listen, you haven't made me upset in a while. And you can't do anything if I worry about you, neither of us can, the only thing to blame is whatever is making you like this. None of this is your fault." |
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"But if that's what is happening to me...It's my fault, right?" |
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"No, you and I couldn't tell this would come. It just showed up some day." |
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"I'm sorry, Caden..." She cried into his chest |
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"Don't be, please." Caden asked of her, rubbing her back. |
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