Prologue (Edited)

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2021

Reminiscing his voice, the way he calls me Love, Mamacita, Sweetcheeks, Babe.. I missed his warm hugs. His famous cheeky little smirk, his protectiveness.

I miss all of him.

But I know, I couldn't have him anymore. 

He's happier with her.

It's the way he looks at her, like he looks at me. 

I need to live with the fact that I am no longer all of those pet names he calls me with. 

I'm going to tell you a story about how this man, loved me very hard but he's also the one who crushed me very hard.

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Edited, July 15th 2024.

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