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Here's the thing: Deep down, he already knew, au fond, that she didn't love him. He'd noticed a few days ago that she was getting distant. Their end was nigh upon them, and the spark in her eyes was rapidly flickering, fading from view. Piece by piece, the puzzle that is-well, now was, their bond is slowly unravelling, becoming undone and falling apart. The last fragment-felt like being ripped from his own body, his fingers torn away from the very soul he loved, leaving him bleeding. Both metaphorically and physically.
He knew, so why did it hurt so goddamn much?
Or,
Rumi and Jinu break up. Rumi gets with Zoey and Mira instead.
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crossposted from Ao3.