"Don't you dare walk away from me in the middle of a conversation, Dave!!!" I screamed, desperately chasing him towards the front door. But he paid no attention, effortlessly slipping on his coat and snatching his keys.
"David!"
"Jane, does this seem like a conversation to you?" he retorted, standing there, observing my disheveled state. I couldn't let him go like this. Not again!
"All I see is us fighting, Jane. Not conversing. Just endless yelling and screaming," his expression spoke volumes. He had reached his breaking point.
"At least we're expressing ourselves! I just want to understand why you did this to me, Dave?" I grabbed his forearm, pleading with all my heart. He sighed, gently pulling away and grasping the doorknob.
"Once you're out that door, there's no place left for you in my life!" I issued my ultimatum, tears streaming down my face. He turned back, a sorrowful smile lingering on his lips.
"Fine by me. Let's break up!" I attempted to run towards him, but stumbled, falling to my knees in front of the open door. He walked away, leaving me to cry in solitude.
Where did it all go wrong? We met a year ago, and only a few months later, we became a couple. We shared a home for a mere six months. How did everything crumble so quickly?
And to think I knew him so well...
I was utterly mistaken.
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Welcome back to the sequel of Our Story. I've always wondered how it would end. Will love prevail this time, once again?
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