I break the eyecontact first. I can't stand staring into those cold eyes for a second longer. If I would, I would cry.I hate the way he's making me feel; like I'm worth less than him, like I'm a stupid, naive child. "Let me go." I whisper, looking at anything but him. He doesn't even budge, though I can still feel his eyes on me. "I said let me go!" I say with more force and push him off of me. Surprisingly, he steps away from me.I look him in the eyes for one last time and say:"You are a horrible person. I hate you." He only rolls his eyes in response and starts walking away from me. I wait fo
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