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Chapter 65
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2021-08-17 15:59:00Giovanni
She peered up at me with such defiance and deflation. She was crumbling and fighting, but she didn’t want it to show. I was in a turmoil of conflict myself. I had accomplished the exact thing I was trying so hard not to.
I couldn’t blame her for pushing me away, for blocking me out. I had helped cause that heartache.
There was so much betrayal and sadness in her eyes when she told me to leave her room. I knew it wasn’t what she wanted but she couldn’t even look at me or stand to be in the same room as me.
“I’m done with your secrets and lies.” She looked away as she said those words. They were like daggers piercing every inch of my skin and bleeding me out. She was still hurting, and I would only be hurting her more if I told
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