““Do you regret it?”
    “What?“
    “I don’t know.“ Her voice shook. “Everything.”
     He was quiet for a long moment. Heat flooded her cheeks. She opened her mouth to tell him to forget she asked, but finally he said, “Just because we didn’t work out doesn’t mean you weren’t the best thing that ever happened to me. Because you were.”
     "Yeah,“ she said with glistening eyes. “You, too.””

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