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Sixteen days.

It's been sixteen days since I left the city. It's painful and I feel hollow. But it's better than the pain I endured seeing her with someone.

Seeing her with someone who makes her happy.

I wished her all the happiness. I wasn't that selfish.

But I was selfish enough to wish I was the one who made her happy.

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