I tried to brush it off, to hide behind the lazy shield of “I was only joking,” but the damage was already done. Her body, the one she lets me see without defenses, had just been turned into a punchline by the one person meant to protect it. That look she gave me wasn’t anger; it was hurt, and somehow that was worse.
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