You Don't Know Me

You Don't Know Me

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"Say it." I cry, reaching out to touch his face. He leans into my touch, eyes closing at the contact. "Tell me you don't love me." Tears stream down my cheeks as I take his face between my palms and bring his head down to mine. "Tell me not a single bone in your body cares about me." I kiss him passionately and he kisses me back with the same force. "Say it, Deveraux. Tell me. And I won't follow you. I won't contact you. And I wouldn't dare think of you. Say it and I'm gone." I finish wrapping my arms around his shoulders staring him in the eyes, searching for anything. He kisses me once more, so passionately I can almost feel myself floating off the ground. He breaks the kiss and begins to unwrap my arms from around his shoulders. He bows his head, then looks up at me with tears welling in his eyes. The look of complete regret is plastered across his face. He then puts my arms at my sides and bows his head once more before looking at me with a completely different look on his face. He is now hiding behind a facade. There is a hard and emotionless look to his face it's almost scary. A single tear rolls down his cheek before he replies, "I don't love you, Violetta." ----- Sypnosis Inside!! :)
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