Hyuna, theres something i need to confess. she was secretly rehearsing her death every night. and i knew, but pretended not to. maybe i just wasn't as desperate for her. i know my love was different from yours, but it was love, too. who could really blame me? if you'd seen the look on her face too, you wouldn't be able to judge me either.
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