The Rebirth of Love
The thought was unbearable, a relentless tide of anger threatening to sweep me away.
The anger, once a simmering ember, now blazed into a roaring inferno, consuming me, leaving me breathless and exhausted. He had played me, used me, manipulated me. He had pretended to love me, to care for me, while all along, his heart belonged to another—a ghost, a spectral echo of a past love. The thought was unbearable, a cruel twist of fate, a painful betrayal.
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