The breakup

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,,And what now?" She asked him, looking up into his light grey eyes, which seemed tired of this ongoing conversation. ,,What now?" His tone was off, he could not believed what she just said, he shook his head, unbelievable. He leant back into his chair while still staring at her. Her dark locks had fallen into her face, they lost the bounce they had when they started this. He had enough of all this. ,,Is this all you gonna say?"  She asked, while staring back down to her hands, the boarders of her nails were bloody, she started stretching her skin again. ,,Stop that." He demanded. His expression toughened. ,,As if you would care." She mumbled under breath, while avoiding his eyes. ,,What did you say?" He heard her. He just wanted the satisfaction of her taking it back. He crossed his arm in front of his chest. ,,I said  as if you would care." She tilted her head to him, staring into his eyes. He seemed to be taken aback by her response. He almost jumped out of his chair, now leaning against the wooden table, towering over her. ,,Would I do all this shit here if I would not care, I dont think so." He made her feel small, she knew it was what he wanted, to push her into a corner without any escape. Yet she could not help to feel like a child berated by their parent. She just wanted to leave, he just would not let her, never. 

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