He stood there, chest rising and falling, his eyes wide and bloodshot, like he hadn't slept all night. "I'm sorry," he said instantly. "I'm so, so sorry, Alyssa."
"Get out," she snapped, her voice raw and unsteady. "Get out before I scream."
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