My breathing echoes through the walls of the deserted street. I wander through and around her house, deciding whether get in or run away with him. I am afraid, afraid of her, of her voice, of the sound of her heels when she comes to me, of her gaze, of her shadow. And it scares me even more to know that despite everything, I still love her. But not that much as I love that guy with that hard look on his eyes and the broken heart.

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