"If it felt like a mistake at the time, you wouldn't have done it," he said, not unkindly. "Part of you thought it was the right thing to do. It's okay, Aspen. You don't need to feel guilty."
"Yes, well..." He shrugged, sitting up and leaning against the pillows. "It happened. The best we can do is get over it."
He glanced in her direction, his brows furrowed. His grey eyes stared at nothingness and his lips pursed slightly. "Yeah. Me too."
He flinched instinctively, blinking in surprise. "It doesn't really hurt that much anymore. Don't worry."
