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You ran your hand through your hair, lips feeling dry as you swallowed hard.
You really shouldn't have done that. If you had felt bad after your recent fight, you felt even worse now. Like a sleazy, cowardly excuse of a man. One who was too weak to let go and too harsh to fix things.
Worse, you felt like you had slipped back into the self centered asshole she'd left all those years back. Shit, this wasn't who you wanted to be, and it made you sick to the stomach. You looked back to the camera, the video had already ended, the final image being her smiling face.
With a quick push of the buttons, you deleted the video, erasing it from existence like you had done with the others after your break up.
This was the right thing, and if you had known about this camera, known about this video, you'd have done it a long time ago. Now it was done, still you felt like shit. And there wasn't really any way to erase that taste of guilt from your mouth.
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