If Love Were Lightbulbs
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" I did not mean to hurt you, I promise!", Buster said with teary eyes, and a blood stained dress.
"You're not worth it anymore!, you're a piece of sh*t", Adrianna responded fiercely.
"You're making a big mistake, If you leave me now, be sure it'll be your end", Buster came at it again.
"Whatever poor dude!", Adrianna said and went inside.
Will Buster save the day this time around, or he'll be the one destroying it?
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