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Concluída, Primeira publicação em nov 05, 2020
I stared into his dark eyes and l saw a complete stranger. I couldn't recognise the person he had become. The eyes that once sparkled with unbridled joy were now a cold,empty and emotionless pit. 

The teenage boy l once knew six years ago was gone. The boy who once couldn't stand to see me hurt in any way. The same boy who had kissed me as if his next breath depended on me. The same boy who had defied our families to be with me.

In his place was now a cold business man whose name was feared in the business world. I blinked back tears as l stared into his unrecognizable eyes. I had made him that way. My betrayal had killed something inside him.

We were still teenagers back then,but we had hurt each other so much and l doubt if we could ever recover from it.


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