She was supposed to be angry. She was supposed to be yelling at him for coming into her flat without permission, and she was supposed to be screaming that he'd invaded her privacy and taken her dog. But just listening to him made all of that dissolve and Erin nodded, looking down.
"You're not stupid," she muttered, twisting her fingers, "I should've---I mean, he is your dog, too, I mean, you've been around all his life," Erin didn't think she could mention how Puff had obviously been depressed by Aland's lack of presence in the flat. "I should've thought about him."
Ugh, it was like she'd messed up a divorce and parental visitation rights. Man, Aland must hate her--Erin knew she would've been bitter if it had been reversed, oy, how could she not have thought of it that way.
"I never--I mean, you could've...asked. I would've...I mean, I don't hate you, or anything. Not even close."
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