Juliette stared at her phone debating on whether Cameron's words were true. After all they mirrored her thoughts. With trembling fingers she typed. She typed while her numb heart ached for some sense of relief. And freedom was how she was going to get it.
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It was now Armani's turn to tremble. His lips trembled while his phone dropped onto his bed. His knees subconsciously coiling into his chest as he sobbed. Sobbed for the loss of Juliette. Sobbed for the loss of, what he thought, was a good relationship. She never told him that something was wrong! Was it him? Was it his fault. Was it because he didn't go to her dance performance? That wasn't his fault and she knew it. Was it someone else? She would've told him.
He picked his phone up, his grip evidently weakening, as he scrolled through the conversations he had with her. Scanning and searching every line of some kind of sign. Some proof, in a sense, that they were never to last.
And that's when his eyes came across the name, 'Cameron'. He texted Juliette one last time. Hoping his number wasn't blocked. He erased it numerous times before typing once more.
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