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He saw all of it.
He stared at the big screen of the television as he watch everything that happened to her on the live broadcast of the event.
He saw it. The way her eyes showed fears and worry as they water with tears. The way she teared up by remembering that night's happenings. He gripped the glass tightly, his veins popping out because of too much force. He sipped the whiskey that taste bittersweet just like what he felt in the middle of the night as he have just one thing in mind.
It was supposed to be him, keeping her safe.
He should be the one protecting her from any harm.
But instead, he was the cause of the pain she's feeling right now. She's not supposed to be involved in his mess, on their mess.
"It should be me and not that whoever that guy is."
He muttered under his breath, putting down the glass with a force that made a loud sound within its surface that took the attention of the people who's with him. They just let him be as they know that no one can stop him whenever he's pissed off. He then turned off the television as he stood up and made his way to the gym since sleep might not visit him tonight.
And hope that he can think of anything he can do to be with her again, to make her stay this time.
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