Part Fourteen: One Last Time

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@user1 I been sayin this shit for months, it's about Matt's girl!

@user2 I've watched all the videos about 100 times and still can't hear what they're talking about

@user3 gotta be about Soraya bc why Matt drag her out the party like that?

@torylanez Shorty should've kept her legs closed
@mimi.44 @torylanez Why is this prison pocket pussy in somebody else's business? Aren't you getting locked up soon? 🤔
@user4 @mimi.44 U DID NOT—

@user5 She should've dumped Matt 😩
@user6 @user5 hell naw she and Matt are way cuter

@user7 Soraya's for the streets
@user8 @user7 Not u believing rumors

@user9 I swear if Jack has been m.i.a bc of this bitch...

@user10 If the rumors are true... IT TAKES 2 TO CHEAT JACK IS ALSO AT FAULT
@user11 @user10 Fr, mfs only giving Soraya shit but not Jack

@user12 I know Jack got Marvin's Room on repeat 😔💔

@user13 Matt's a better person than me, I would've put them hoes on blast
@user14 @user13 Matt's a saint tbh

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"Babe! Someone's at the door!" Matt shouted from my room. I taped up the box I was working on then hurried to the front door.
"Coming!" I opened the front door and immediately felt the urge to just close it again, but I can't.
  "Hey mama," Jack greeted, his voice horse and scratchy. His eyes were glossy, red, and puffy as if he's been crying nonstop. His keys were jingling softly as his hand shook gently. Is he nervous right now? Anxious?
  "What are you doing here?" I asked stepping out shutting the front door.
  "Had to see you before you leave," he answered.
  "Mia," I mumbled shaking my head.
  "Urban actually told me. He thought I should try and stop you, but like I said I only wanted to see you," Jack explained.

   I crossed my arms leaning against the wall looking him up and down.
  "Why don't you wanna stop me?"
  "As much as I love and as much as it hurts me to see you with someone else, I just want you to be happy at the end of the day."
  "You still love me?"
  "Yeah, I do. Pretty sad huh?"
  "I know you'll move on," I said.
  "It'll be hard, no one can compete with you," he said with a smile.
  "Still a flirt."
  "Always. Can I ask you something before I let you go?"
  "Go ahead."

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