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2024-10-29 19:42:56Do u still luv mi??
I sent the message forty-five minutes ago and it was marked read a few minutes after I sent it but it has yet to be answered.
It's been a week since Nicholas broke up with me and I haven't heard a word from him. His silent treatment is starting to worry me because it's so unlike him.
Nicholas and I have broken up multiple times in the past and during all those times he's never been able to stay away from me. His jealousy and possessiveness wouldn't let him and I liked that. I liked knowing that his feelings for me were so strong that he couldn't stay away from me no matter how mad he was.
But this time is different, he hasn't reached out to me, not even to fight, and I fear it's because he doesn't have feelings for me anymore. The thought that Nicholas has suddenly stopped loving me is driving me crazy.
I know it sounds a little dramatic but Nichol
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