42: Happily Ever After

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Finally I'm standing outside a penthouse in Georgia, with all the piled up emotions I rang the doorbell

After a minute, the door opened revealing him with a bandage on his head and wrist, he was wearing shirt with all the buttons open revealing his chiseled chest and abs.

Xander's outfit

Looking at his hands, I realised that his left hand is broken and he look weak, and lost and sad

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Looking at his hands, I realised that his left hand is broken and he look weak, and lost and sad.

His beards have grown so much, seems like he didn't shaved in weeks

I was about to touch his broken hands but then I remember how he left me without any other thought.

He looked shocked and numb, he was looking at me with so much emotions in his eyes.

I stepped inside and pushed him hard with both my hands resulting in to take him 2-3 steps back

" Sia? " He said like he was confirming it to himself

" What? What Sia huh? " I asked pushing him again

" You-you are here, really here" he mumbled but I ignored

" What do you think of yourself? " I asked looking straight in his eyes

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" What do you think of yourself? " I asked looking straight in his eyes

" What do you think of yourself, huh? " I said increasing my voice while he was still standing there trying to understand the situation

" What the fuck you think you are, Xander Fucking Black " I shouted on top of my lungs

He was not answering, he was only staring me intensely

" Only you have the right to do everything, no one else can decide, only you can, answer me dammit" I shouted pushing his chest again and this time he somewhat came back to reality

" When you wanted you came in my life, you wanted to take the shitty revenge and you did, you wanted to marry me and you did, you wanted to heal my mental health and you did and now you have decided to leave me because of this small brain of yours, Speak up " I shouted looking at him

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