PROLOGUE:

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The living room is bathed in warm sunlight streaming through the windows. The room is tastefully decorated with comfortable furniture and vibrant artwork on the walls.

However the air hung heavy with melancholy as a sombre stillness settled over the surroundings.

Kiara clutches a crumpled letter in her hand, the words on it serving as a painful reminder of her recent breakup. Her eyes are puffy and red from crying, and her dishevelled appearance reflects her emotional turmoil.

FLASHBACK

"Why did you do this?". They broke it. They broke my heart, My trust. My respect.

Tears well up in my eyes, shimmering with unshed emotions. They gather at the corners, threatening to spill over. As the first tear breaks free, it traces a path down the cheek, leaving a glistening trail in its wake. More tears follow, each one a testament to the emotional weight carried within.

"Why you ask! Because you just wouldn't let me touch you at all... you keep whining and whining"

"Tommy just doesn't want you". I looked at my so-called best friend Lucy. Shocked and surprised emotions that are difficult to describe.

She was the one who told me that there was nothing wrong with Tommy when he started behaving strangely towards me.

AH I should have realised that they were having an affair after that night at the party when I left them together. How stupid I can be. Why? Why?

END OF FLASHBACK

Kiara looked one last time at the mirror and went to the bathroom to take a nice relaxed shower to calm herself down.

Submerging in the bathtub made her cry again, She just couldn't just forget. They spend 2 years together. How can someone just forget it? It's just too difficult and painful. 

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