Where Freedom Begins
Chandler stepped closer, frowning as he gently wiped away my tears.
"Alina, please don't cry. I still love you."
"Love?" The bitterness slipped out before I could stop it. "Well, your version of love sure is special."
Chandler sighed defeatedly. "Do we really have to argue? Can't we just talk this through?"
"You're saying that like I'm the unreasonable one."
I wiped the tears from my face, stood up, and turned away, coldly giving him a last glance. "I don't want to see you right now."
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