ANNA'S POV As I strolled down the deserted Mainzer street, I felt overwhelmed by my troubles. Everything seemed to be going wrong, and I couldn't help but wonder if the universe was conspiring against me.My emotions boiled over, and I broke down in tears. Just then, my phone rang, interrupting my sorrow. It was Johnny, my boyfriend, calling to check in.I tried to compose myself, but he could tell something was wrong. "How are you doing, my love?" he asked, his voice cool and calm.I hesitated, unsure of how to share my struggles with him. "I'm not fine," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.Johnny's tone turned concerned. "What's the matter? You don't sound well," he said.He suggested we meet at the hotel he was lounge in, to talk things through. I agreed, feeling a mix of relief and apprehension about opening up to him.Johnny and I have been together since graduating from college four years ago. Despite his struggles to find a well-paying job, which has caused tension in
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