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The taste of betrayal coated my tongue as tears from his indifference ran across my cheeks.

I had a million questions to ask him, million things to say, millions and millions of emotions to name but all I could manage out was a pathetic croak.

"Why?"

He appeared almost unfazed and it hurt me even more that all this time I was the only one feeling. I was the only one affected.

"Marisol said she was interested in me." He supplied, rubbing the back of his neck, not an act of nervousness but annoyance.

"It's not like we were monogamous."

It's not like we were lovers.

No, we weren't.

But I thought we were.

Shame. Regret. Pain. Betrayal and a million other emotions swirled within me as I tried to pull myself together but couldn't.

So I cried, I cried until my vision was obstructed and my tongue felt dry and my throat was chalky and my chest was bleeding.

I cried for a loss of something I never even owned.

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