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"And as long as i'm alive I won't do it again," She choked, spilling only truth. If he was mad then so be it, Em would be too. But did he hate her now? That's something Em doesn't know. |
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Noah started crying slowly in her arms, face buried in her shoulder. "I love you... i miss you..." he whispered. |
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"I love you too, I missed you too," Emery sobbed, starting to silently cry. |
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Noah sobbed into her arms, breaking down. |
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Em just pulled him into her arms, crying aswell, though not as hard. |
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Once they'd both calmed down a bit, he sniffled. "I... i slept with Henry... the night i left... it was a mistake... i told him no the next morning, I swear... I'm sorry..." |
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"Listen, you slept with Henry and, i'm not mad. So you don't have to be sorry, 'kay?" Emery says, making him look at her. "So listen, anything you did, i'm not mad, 'kay?" |
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Noah nodded and sniffled. "Youre not mad?" |
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"Well no because if I was mad then that'd be stupid since I slept with Hunter and if I was mad at you, again, it'd be kinda stupid." She said, smiling slightly as he smiled. |
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"You slept with Hunter?" He asked, cocking his head. "I thought you hated him," |
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Clear with Temps dropping into the Teens
