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This is just insane. **********

Goodbye. And never again.

“Eight years of marriage? How dare you bring this up?! “Do you really think I don’t know about all the crap you’ve done? “Get out! Get out of my house!” The sorrow of heartbreak burst through like a broken dam. I actually cried. I swore this was the last time I’d ever feel sorry over my love for her. Never again. In her eyes, this might be the first time I had ever yelled at her so furiously. Her tone softened slightly, “What’s wrong, Julian? Why are you suddenly treating me like this?

“You don’t need to apologize.” “I do,” I insisted, walking closer. “I shouldn’t have spoken to you like that. I just..” I paused, searching for words. “I hate that you think I should forgive him when you can’t even forgive what he did to you.” Dami’s expression flickered, something vulnerable breaking through. “I understand your pain, Doman,” she said gently. “But holding on to revenge eats at you slowly. You need to let go to breathe again.” I gave a dry laugh. “Let go? After everything?"

Haven said looking as though the thought made her miserable. "Well fuck. Oh sorry." I said. "Don't be. Fuck indeed."

Ken stood up and walked towards the fire place. He pressed a button and out came a small drawer. He picked out a cigarette, lighted it using the lit fire place. “Where is she?” Ken questioned, facing the roof, exhaling a cloud of smoke. “I’m sorry boss.” Ben pleaded, going on his knees. “She…she got away, I’m sorry boss.” Ben stammered. “You’re sorry?” Ken questioned, facing him and giving Ben a harsh look. Ken turned backing him, “you know I have zero tolerance for failures but as a close and trusted friend I forgive you." He spoke, his cigarette in his mouth, hands backwards.

I’m trying to summon uр аngеr as I’m hеrе in bеd, but аll I fееl іѕ dіѕарроіntmеnt for whаt соuld have been. Jeez, ѕаdnеѕѕ hurtѕ. It’ѕ lаtе, I can’t sleep аnd I’m gоіng crazy, runnіng this bullѕhіt over and over. I’m not resolving аnуthіng.

Thomas accepted the tea graciously, the simple act of kindness resonating deeply within him. Damon sank down onto the edge of the bed, his frustration mounting like a storm within him. Each breath he took seemed more aggressive than the last, his chest heaving with pent-up anger. All he yearned for was a tranquil moment of solitude, a respite from the chaos that seemed to swirl around him. Yet, it appeared that the universe had conspired against him, as if everyone had conspired to disturb him simultaneously.