Chapter thirty one

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It was the final week, and everyone was busy. I was so caught up in studying that I forgot it was the last day, and I had to tell him. The very next day, it was the last day, so we partied hard since we had completed our bachelor's. After the party, he dropped me home. As I hopped on his bike, I felt like this was the last evening I would be his girlfriend. I wanted to fill up as many memories as possible. We stayed pretty late. I told him, "Let's meet tomorrow. I have something important to tell you."it was the next day we went out for lunch and came back to his house.The room was filled with an oppressive silence, broken only by the faint hum of the air conditioner. I sat on the edge of the bed, my fingers twisting the hem of my shirt nervously. Dwyn stood by the window, his back turned to me, staring blankly at the city lights."Dwyn," I began, my voice trembling, "we need to talk." He looked up, his expression unreadable, but he didn't say a word. I took another deep breath, willing myself to stay strong. "I can't keep doing this. The constant fights, the hurtful words... it's tearing me apart. You're not the same guy I fell in love with. I don't even recognize you anymore."Dwyn's silence felt like a knife twisting in my chest. I had hoped for some kind of reaction, something to show that he still cared, but he just sat there, motionless."I used to feel so safe with you," I continued, tears welling up in my eyes. "But now, all I feel is pain. Your behavior is hurting me, and I can't handle it anymore. I've lost myself trying to fight for this relationship, for you. But I can't do it anymore, Dwyn. I have to let you go."I wiped a tear from my cheek and turned to grab my jacket. The weight of my words hung heavily in the air, but Dwyn still didn't respond. His silence was deafening.I walked to the door, my steps slow and hesitant. I paused for a moment, hoping he would say something, anything to stop me. But he remained silent, sitting on the edge of the bed with his head bowed.I stepped out of the apartment and headed towards my bike, my heart aching with every step. I straddled the seat and started the engine, the noise breaking the quiet night. Just as I was about to pull away, I heard his voice, soft and filled with pain."Do you have to leave?" he asked, his words barely audible over the rumble of the bike.I turned to look at him, my eyes filled with sorrow. "If I don't go now, I won't be able to go in the future," I replied, my voice firm despite the tears threatening to spill. "If I go now, someone new will come into your life. Someone who can make you happy."With that, I revved the engine and rode off, leaving behind the man I once loved and the memories of what could have been..

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