"If I were the man I used to be, I would fold her into my arms, whispering words of support and love. I would gently tease her about her hormones running amok, and we would begin to heal together. 

But I am not the man I used to be. The Alien Bounty Hunter has taken my resolve, my strength, my heart, my tears. I do not know myself anymore, who I am, or who I am to become."

 

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