You're losing Me
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In the anticipation that hung in the air, I waited for him with eager hope. However, he departed, leaving me suspended in uncertainty, devoid of any mercy or closure.
Aleena said angrily "I waited for you, filled with anticipation. Why did you leave me hanging like that?"
Warner: "I never meant to hurt you. Things got complicated and I didn't know how to handle it .I'm sorry" ,he mumbled, then turned and left.
Aleena stood there, disappointment etched across her face, as the weight of his departure lingered in the silence. π
From far someone called her name softly
"Aleena. Hey look at me sweetheart"
"Alex. See he left"
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