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Tin's POV

I can almost hear the cracking of my heart. As if it is a glass that was broken by a rock.

I can't breathe. My hands are shaking as I drove my car fast. Away from him. Away from my Can.

Can... Cantaloupe... Why? Why do you have to hurt me like this?

The rain starts to pour as my eyes release salty tears, blurring my vision.

As his words kept repeating in my head, "Can't we be just friends Ai Tin?"

Friends? Is this what you want? Is this what you REALLY want? Then fine. I'll let you go.... For now...

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