“It’s my fault; I wanted to see you happy, but I fucked up. I can’t change this… I wish I could now that I see what it’s done, but I can’t. Tell me how to make it better… how do we make this work?”
The tears were free falling from Rogue’s eyes as she asked Logan for help.
He pulled her emotionally exhausted body into his arms and just held her; trying to think of an answer, he couldn’t come up with one.
Logan leaned his chin on Rogue’s head and inhaled sharply; reacting to the tears steaming down his own face, “I don’t know… I don’t know.”
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