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╰┈➤ "You're just mad because you have to deal with me," I whispered, the words slipping out before I could stop them. "You have to be responsible for me. I'm just a burden."
Cole's voice was quiet but firm coming from next to me. "Flo, that's not true. You're not a burden. We're just... worried about you. This isn't who you are."
I could feel his eyes on me, searching for a connection, something to make me see reason, but all I felt was anger bubbling up inside me.
"Yeah, well... I'm sorry for that," I said, my voice wavering. "Maybe you'd all be better off without me."