My patience ran out. "Mr. Dawson, I'm hanging up if there's nothing else." Jay's voice dropped, unusually soft. "Are you sure you're not coming back?"I let out a dry chuckle and replied, "Our agreement lasted for only six years. Since the agreement is over, I'm done. There's no reason for me to go back."There was silence on the other end.Then, out of nowhere, Jay asked, "You're doing this for money, aren't you? Is a million dollars enough?"I sighed and replied, "Jay, we don't live in the same world. Our agreement is over, and so is our relationship." "I can give you three million," he replied desperately. I responded softly, "I don't want it, Jay. I've lost six years of my life. I'm done living for you." That was the last straw. Jay snapped, "Rachel, stop acting! I'll ask you one last—" "I'm not going back," I cut him off without hesitation. I hung up right after.Jay stared at his phone, stunned."Rachel! Do you really think I can't live without you?!"
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