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silence....
Staring at the wall, her eyes wandered to her stuff, in boxes. then her eyes wandered to a specific picture. Him. She once again closed her eyes but all she can see is her with him. Y/n open her eyes and she stood up almost stumbling as she was sitting in her new room for hours now. Y/n couldn't understand what happened exactly.
"I supposed you were quite a fond of her." her lips trembled as she hugged herself tightly walking towards the kitchen. She found the apartment rather large for her, two bedrooms and two bathrooms, a small living room, and small kitchen. She sighed, as she reached for her phone. she dialled his number. He answered. "hello?" Her pale lips open to speak, but nothing came out. She closed her lips and took a deep breath in and out. "scaramouche." she was able to speak his name with out stuttering.
"y/n?! I thought I lost you! where are you?" Y/n's lips curved into a small smile, he still cares. "Scaramouche. You found another." The woman spoke as her lips start to quiver as she hold her tears back. "Scaramouche. You love her dearly than me?" she bit her bottom lip preventing her to breakdown right there. "scaramouche. we are just not meant for each other anymore." The woman felt huge pain in her chest, her heart broken in pieces by her fiancé.
"Y/n, I love you! not her! please." His voice cracked in agony. Her hands wiped her tears as she continued to spoke. "Scaramouche. You do not love me. You love her." In the other side of the phone call Scaramouche was shaking, when his beloved disappeared out of no where he was overwhelmed with sorrow. He wasn't eating well, he hasn't slept well at all. He truly did love you! he was drunk, he was forced.
"Scaram-" Scaramouche interrupted her. "It was forced! I was forced to drink liquor I didn't know until I saw her, I felt ruined. please." Scaramouche was desperate. Desperate to have you in his arms again.
"scaramouche... I can't" "I know you can't, so let me prove it to you. let me prove my love for you. Let me prove how much I love you!" His voice was strong yet he was trembling. He was trembling in fear, he would get rejected and never again would get the same love as he got from her. Y/n's face was in shock. Her eyes started to tear up once again, but not of sorrow. "okay.. prove your love for me." Her facial expression slowly carving up into a more relax expression. Her head turned quickly once she heard a doorbell ring. She then heard Scaramouche's voice once again. Scaramouche couldn't stop smiling when he said these words to his lover.
"Open the door my love. I'll show you that I love you. I want you. And only you."
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