Liora. Outside, the air was still the same, cold, just the way I liked it, and yet, I didn't get the familiar comfort it used to give. The snow was falling, Christmas lights flickered, merry Christmas songs weaved softly in the air, cars passed by, hooting, honking, and my eyes stung just from the sight. Life didn't pause at my sorrow, at my broken heart, if anything, it moved in full swing, and I had to watch, with bitterness and anger pulsating with my heartbeat, fingers tightly clenched as I wandered around in the city. I had no destination in mind, but I kept moving. I wanted to be anywhere but near that shameless pair. And yet, as if fate was bent on completely breaking me, I somehow ended up in the very venue, where my engagement with Tavian was supposed to happen. It was held in a famous hotel in the city, owned by my foster parents, the Quinns. I walked in robotically, heading directly to the elevator and pressing the highest floor key, the rooftop. That's whe
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