I jumped upstairs to my room without having my dinner. My interest in food has vanished because I felt like my heart was crushed into pieces. I sat on the edge of my bed and reached for my phone to call Bella. “Hello, Alle? What’s up bitch?” she answered cheerfully. I didn’t say a word, instead, I burst into a cry. “What happened?” she asked worriedly. “I can’t endure it anymore," my voice broke. "The hurt is eating me alive," I sniffed. "Hey, calm down," she comforted me. "Please, I need you right now," I sobbed non-stop. "Alright," she hushed for me to stop crying. “Pack your things," she muttered. "I’ll book your ticket right away coz you’re coming here to New York,” her tone was serious and authoritative. When she noticed that I didn't respond, "Are you coming or you'll just cry?" she taunted. “Yes, I will," I replied wearily. I rushed and pulled out my important stuff in the closet. Since I came into his house with just two pieces
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