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I told you I couldn't be hurt again.
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I'm not trying to hurt you.
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So, making me have dinner with the love of your life
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is what, Oliver?
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Laurel was the girl things were getting too serious with,
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the girl whose sister's grave you used to manipulate me.
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I saw the way you looked at her.
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That kind of love doesn't die.
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You still love her.
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I don't.
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Hey. Don't.
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Don't touch me.