Your bitches with broken hearts |DK|

Your bitches with broken hearts |DK|

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Druga część książki ,,I'm afraid of the future when I look back. |DK|" Książka ,,Your bitches with broken hearts. |DK|" opowiada o kolejnych internetowych przygodach głównych bohaterów. hopeevs: daj mi wreszcie spokój. kwiatkowsky: dobrze, odejdę, jeśli powiesz mi co tak naprawdę do mnie czujesz
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"Abeer, please tell me this is all a lie. I'll trust whatever you say," I pleaded desperately, tears streaming uncontrollably, my heart begging for him to deny it. He stayed silent, his forehead creasing as lines of tension formed. "Is it you in this picture?" I asked again, my voice trembling, my hands shaking as I held up the evidence. "Viditha, I-" "JUST A YES OR NO!" I yelled, cutting him off, my voice echoing. The world seemed to pause as all eyes turned toward us, his friends staring in awkward discomfort. "Yes" This one word from him shattered me. It was all it took for my world to crumble. Tears continued to fall, but my face was blank, stripped of any emotion. I stood there, staring at him without blinking, unable to comprehend the betrayal I felt. It wasn't just pain-it was disbelief. How could this happen? What about the plans we made? The dreams we shared for our future together? I turned away, my steps aimless, my mind blank. I wasn't walking toward anything-I was running away from everything. My life, as I knew it, ended here. The ring in my bag felt like a cruel mockery now, a reminder of dreams that would never come true. Maybe I was never meant for happiness.

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