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66. Oscar was letting go
The hope I felt when Ghazi finally came to my rescue was gone in an instant. The moment I saw how Ghazi looked at Remy, I realized it was the way he used to look at me. I didn't know that you could break a broken heart, but I was feeling it.
I did a stupid thing when I broke things off with Zal. I hoped that Ghazi was still in love with me, and somehow in my fucked up mind, I wished that there was still something between us.
"I'm sorry Ghazi, I shouldn't even be here. I don't get why you told Zal to bring me here." Or was it something Zal wanted, he was probably washing his hands off me. He was probably glad that he didn't have to take care of my stupid self. God...I wished those guys killed me. It would be less humiliating for me.
"Oscar, don't...we had something. I loved you. I still care for you."
I winced when his words shattered my heart all over again. Fuck these feelings. The man said it. He loved me. As in the past.
"I know. You should prob
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