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Sol (solvei) wrote in utr_logs,

"Dean, it wasn't like that. I didn't go looking for another guy! Fuck, Dean. What was I supposed to do? You know how close I got to just ending it? Ending it all. After everything that I've been through and after that we've been through. Without you... without Faith, Sammy, Em... I was nothing." Sol's voice was raising. He was pulling the poor me shit and she just couldn't take it.

"If you really cared... if you really loved me like you say you do you'd be happy."

Then he basically told her exactly what he was thinking and it so pissed her off. Because she was right all along. "I knew it. All I was was another game to you. Another freakin' game." She was seething at this point. "How long was it before you had someone else in our bed Dean? Did the sheets even get cold from my body before someone else was warming them up?"

Already she saw him looking for the exit. Looking to leave... well, that's what she really expected him to do.