Wordle #1170 – MUSHY
She takes another moment to collect herself, and when she looks at me again, her eyes are glassy with tears.
Oh, jeez, here we go.
“Cece, I am so deeply sorry, for everything,” Bree sniffles, a little slurred, like her tongue has gone mushy in her mouth.
Already, I want to interrupt her, to question her sincerity, but I settle for crossing my arms as I let her continue.
“I know that there’s nothing I can say that will make up for what I’ve done. I can’t bring Roy back… But I want you to know how truly sorry I am.”
Bree pauses and looks up at me from under her eyelashes to make sure I’m listening. I nod but can’t bring myself to say anything in response. She goes on.
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