Cupid“Gillian,” I said, trying to keep myself together.“You still love her, hmm?” Cyrus said, circling around the love of my life.“It’s obvious, really,” Maeve intercepted. She side-eyed Gillian. “But I don’t understand. She doesn’t look like she’s worth fighting for.”“I agree,” Cyrus said. “You’re much more of a catch than she is.”I could see the sadness in Gillian’s eyes, and I felt in despair, knowing that I couldn’t do anything.“Let her go, Cyrus,” I said. “I already told you—I don’t love her anymore, so don’t involve her in any of these.”“If you don’t love her, then it would be easy for you to let her go, right? If you really don’t love her anymore, then it wouldn’t be a big deal for her to die right now,” he said in a cold voice.I sighed and looked up to the sky, feeling desperate. “Why?” I couldn’t help but ask.“Hmm?” he hummed.I looked into his eyes and clenched my jaw. “Why are you even doing all of this? What the hell did I do so wrong?” I burst out.“Woah, Woah!”
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