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I wiped the tears off my face as I run out into the pouring rain. Only to be replaced with fresh ones seconds later. By the time I get to my car I'm soaked. How could he do this to me? Why do I keep falling for him over and over again?
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Sometimes life can play tricks to you. That's what I thought when I was in front of this police officer. He was impatient, his khaki jacket still wet from the heavy rain. It's been hours now that he interrogates me. But I had nothing to answer. Our relationship? It was non-existent. So how did I end here? "You only kept silent but you know it won't help you. Your name is in his calls register. So now, answers the question! Why were you two in contact?!" ••• "𝗛𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗹!"

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