prologue

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"I don't just love you, Ara. I live for you."

Those were his words. If he really loved me, would I really be sitting here right now? Alone? Without him? Betrayed by him?

Was there anything I could've done to prevent this? Did I push him to be like this? Is it my fault?

Was it all a lie?

I suppose I should start from the beginning.

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