Coming to work got boring. I don't like coming because my ex is here. I headed inside. I saw his slut witch ment he was close. I walked passed slowly. I could tell he was hurting.
"I'm getting weaker."
"But I can't go on without you."
"You have to."
He turned away silent, angry.
"Stay", he begged once again, his voice breaking, "and then leave."
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