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A couple of weeks have gone by and you barely visited the cafe. When you would, it would be on my day off or when it wasn't my shift. Training was starting to get to me but I knew that I had to do my best.

As I was walking home from the company today, thoughts of you still clouding my mind. I couldn't help but listen in on an argument that a couple was having.

My eyes flickered to where the voices were coming from and widened when they saw you.

You were crying as your hands angrily gripped your boyfriend's coat. He had an angry look in his eyes.

I debated to approach you. But a little kid came over and asked me if I could tie his shoe. By the time I was finished.

You were gone.

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