He Got Deja Vu
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"We did that too..."
-She, the bitter one.
Billions of people, but I chose him. But seems the world is too unfair and against me. Because I gave him too much of myself, but he just betrayed me.
It took one text message to destroy my sanity. Seeing her with my boyfriend from afar, all I felt was jealously.
I felt like I was watching a film that I've seen before. And now, in front of me, he got deja vu.
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This story is inspired by Olivia Rodrigo's song, deja vu.
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