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2024-10-29 19:42:56Elisa’s POV
Melody and I went to the women’s bathroom. Then she locked its door; good thing only us were here, “Why did you slap him?!” She angrily asked me.
“That man is a liar, he falsely claimed we were in his heart, but the truth is only Phoenix’s mom is in there!” I angrily explained to her.
“That’s just the reason why you acted like a toddler earlier?!” She asked me, which made me cry like a toddler. I feel that someone stabbed one-thousand knives on me. I can also see in her eyes that she still cannot believe what happened earlier.
“Melody, I love him!” I said to her while crying, “If for you that’s shallow, it’s not for me! I gave everything to him! What else do I need to do? What else?!” I
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