It wasn't supposed to end like this.
Did the last six years we've spent together mean nothing to him?
I hold my head high and look away. Refusing to speak for fear that he'll hear the tremble in my voice. I simply nod my reproachful acceptance to his words.
To his decision.
It's over.
We're over.
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My Tinder Love
RomanceEveryone knows Tinder isn't a platform to find your soul mate...however, what if exactly that is what happened. How could you turn a hook-up into a meaningful relationship? Can true love grow from what started off as a physical agreement?
