that day he saw her naked. a long scar in her back, and many little scars surrounding the big one. scars of hit, stabbed, clawed. "don't you hurt?" he asked. "i am used to" she whispered. "why you didn't tell me" she smiled. " don't you miss me?" ask him again. all in her mind is about to live and leave, she never thought about stay. "hm, i know you don't"
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