The demand to ‘stop it’ got a dull-eyed look.
“I remember that I did something, ******** stupid while I was drunk, the kind of thing you shouldn’t do when you’re drunk. I made you…SICK.” He said with a poisonous self hate dripping from that last word.
“I… I took… I took ADVANTAGE of you.” He said spreading his hands, which was a mistake because his left hand at least was a bit of a mess.
He couldn’t bring up the proper word for what he’d done, he really couldn’t. He curled his fingers into the damaged palm
“What I did… that’s unforgivable.” He said pulling his hands back to shelter them in his lap, pinching the tip of the blade between his fingers, studying the blade.
“What else do you want me to remember besides that? I was …drunk and I was stupid.”
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