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She let go of his hand, an action that made him turn and look at her."Whats wrong?", "What are we doing?"he tilted his head at the question."What do you mean?", "This-"she pointed between them."This is toxic."he lowered his gaze, taking in her words."Would you rather this end?"he took a step closer and burned his eyes on hers."Rather what end?There is nothing, dont you see it?", "How could you say that?"he asked offended, raising his voice."How could you do all the things you do?I have been asking my self this for so long, i stopped expecting an answer now" "This was a mistake", "You coming here was not a mistake Mella,and you know it.", "I hoped it wasnt, but i was wrong about this, as i was for so many things with you.", "What things?"Here goes nothing.It was her last chance of getting some redemption.How worse could things get?"I was wrong, that night at the rooftop, when i felt you cared.I was wrong, a few weeks later, when i thought you regretted ignoring me, regretted being rude to me, and i was wrong last night, when i thought you..when i felt-"she stopped herself."When you felt what, Mel?"she looked deep into his eyes."It doesnt matter, because i was wrong."
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