Where Freedom Begins
I responded coldly, "If something happens, take him to the hospital. Don't call me for things like this again."
I hung up and turned off my phone, falling into a deep sleep until morning.
When I woke up, I found Chandler passed out on the doorstep, smelling strongly of alcohol. It seemed he had been sitting there all night.
"Alina, I'm sorry. Please forgive me. Can we start over? I can't live without you."
He looked up at me with pleading eyes, like a lost puppy abandoned by its owner.
"I regret everything. I couldn't hold on to my love for you. Can you give me another chance? We've been together for over a decade. How can you just walk away from all of that?"
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