The Secret Life Of Casualty.
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If I could have traded places with her, I would have, she ignored me for weeks after it happened, refused to talk to me at work, if we passed in the corridor she'd mumble "excuse me" and walk on by. We never used to be like this, she used to laugh at my jokes, we flirted any chance we got, but now everytime I look at her, she's dead behind the eyes.
I tried to get her to open me, but she refused. And I know, deep down, it's all my fault.
Quite a short drabble as two men reflect on something that has happened to them, while appearing on the show, who are the men?
