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Dear Chris,

I remember the day you came and found me. It was 3 months after what happened. I don't know why you bothered coming but you did, I never told anyone what happened, not even my best friend.

You kept saying sorry over and over again, I didn't want to forgive you and I wish I didn't. You kissed me and thanked me for forgiving you.

I felt like an idiot after forgiving you. And I still do but i guess it doesn't matter any more.

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