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Aaron was in a really good mood up until Keeley didn't want him to keep her container. He knew what that meant—it was a brush off. 'Don't see me again' was practically written on her forehead.
She really did still hate him then. He heaved a sigh. If he had known this would be his fate when he was reborn, he would rather have just died permanently when he had that heart attack.
It would have been better to end things there than be tortured like this. She knew the truth and it didn't change a thing. She wouldn't ever forgive him so what was the point?
Aaron stared at the cupcakes sitting innocently in his container. He was suddenly tempted to chuck the container across the room. They weren't a sign of sincerity; she just felt bad that he had helped her out and she couldn't pay him back for real.
He flopped onto the couch in defeat and his cat meowed before jumping onto his stomach.
"At least you still like me, Dinah," he sighed.
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