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[ Fuck. He suspects she's a little looser with her words because of the alcohol, that she's probably not the type to usually tell this much about her personal life. But it's out there now, and the words sink in deep, take root in him. There's a part of him, mixed in with all the darkness and pain, that still loves Jane. Because he was falling in love, and a day later, he found out she lied to him and betrayed him. But none of that could just be turned off like a switch. It doesn't work like that, try as he might.

So her words strike a chord, and Kurt rubs a hand over his face. ]

I don't know how to get it back.