Sometimes you couldn’t face the sadness of being forgotten until you felt the comfort of being remembered again.
Bridget's anger evaporated and the sadness came back. The anger was easier. She owned and contolled it, whereas the sadness owned her.
She must have sensed she never really had him. That was a sadness of hers, he knew.
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