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40. I miss you
Amayra
68, 69, 70.
I stopped punching on the dupe, huffing and sweating, then checked the stopwatch. It took me 20 more than the actual time. I threw the watch and gloves away and laid down the ground, closing my eyes.
I don't trust you!
Why should I trust you?
Leave!
I don't wanna see your fucking face.
Warm tears streamed down my cheeks as I opened my eyes, staring at the ceiling.
"Why Abraham? Why do you keep doing this to me? If you wanna push me away, why do you keep pulling me close to you?", I sobbed. "Once you act like I'm important to you, then again you treat me like a stranger. Whenever I started feeling for you, you made me hate you even more"
I cried my heart out, swivelling and laying on my stomach. The ground got drenched with my tears. He didn't care. He never cared. All he wanted was to sleep with me. That's it.
My eyes
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