“Hello?” u ask confused but still sobbing.
“Abby?” the man asks. “It’s Marshall. Are u ok?” he asks. u wipe u yes and take a breath.
“Does it sound like Im ok?” u yell at him though the phone.
“Hey, Im sorry, I was just concerned, u left so quickly,” he says. “Why are u crying anyway?” he asks.
“Why do u think Im crying u idiot,” u yell then start to feel bad for calling him a idiot, but hearing no reaction to that u really don’t care no more, u sit there and continue to cry just slightly.
“Is it because of me?” he asks softly.
“Its because…I…I...
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