#23: Twenty Seven.

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At twenty seven,

you insisted to move out so I can live here in your apartment. You said you didn't want me to feel bad just because we lived in same place as "friends" and now one of us need some more private space for the partner. But of course I felt bad, it felt like I steal something from you, and for the scale it was quite big which is an apartment. You were so happy that time. When you told me you wanted me to keep this apartment, I know I can't let you down so that's why I said yes. You were happy, so so happy that I can't even look you in the eyes.

But it still hurt me, you know.

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