Anatoly ran a hand through his hair, caught between anger and despair over his own foolishness. "The truth, Lex. Don't you think I deserve that much from you? None of your half-truths or avoiding the subject. You know, I - no. No. I don't want to know."
He started to leave then turned back to face Lex, crossing his arms. "I don't need you to tell me what a fool I am for loving you."
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Date: Jul. 3rd, 2010 04:41 pm (UTC)He started to leave then turned back to face Lex, crossing his arms. "I don't need you to tell me what a fool I am for loving you."