That's the way I love you

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Nop's life had become a mess after the breakup with Becky. Days seemed to blend into nights as he drowned his sorrows in alcohol, desperately trying to find a way to fill the void that had been left in his heart. He had attempted every tactic to win Becky back, but her resolve remained unwavering - she had moved on, and he was left with the bitter taste of rejection.

The news of Freen's pursuit of Becky only added fuel to the fire of his frustration. He saw it as an intrusion, a blatant attempt to take advantage of his vulnerable state. Nop's anger simmered beneath the surface, a toxic blend of jealousy and resentment.

One evening, after downing a few too many drinks, Nop's temper flared uncontrollably. His emotions swirled in a dangerous whirlwind, and he couldn't shake the feeling of being wronged by both Becky and Freen. In a haze of anger and intoxication, he found himself causing a scene at the bar, his shouts and gestures drawing the attention of both patrons and staff.

The bartender's stern warnings fell on deaf ears as Nop's anger escalated. He was unceremoniously kicked out of the bar, left to stumble through the dimly lit streets in a state of drunken rage. His mind was a jumble of thoughts and emotions, and his vision blurred as he stumbled along.

As he walked, his thoughts returned to the three-day trip that Becky and Freen had embarked on. He realized that Freen must have known his plan to visit Becky's apartment, to try to sway her decision back in his favor. It felt like a betrayal, a calculated move to keep him away from Becky. The anger burned hotter, and he felt a desperate need to lash out, to somehow reclaim what he believed was rightfully his.

Finding himself at another bar, Nop's hands shook as he reached for yet another bottle. He knew he was spiraling, his actions driven by a mixture of pain and fury. The alcohol dulled his senses, numbing the intensity of his emotions, but it also fueled his reckless behavior.

In the midst of his drunken turmoil, Nop's phone buzzed with a notification - a message from Becky. The sight of her name brought a surge of conflicting emotions - longing, anger, regret. With unsteady hands, he opened the message, his eyes scanning the words that cut through the haze of his drunken stupor.

Becky's words were clear and final - there was no turning back, no hope of reconciliation. The weight of her decision crashed over him, intensifying the storm of emotions that raged within. He slammed his phone down on the bar, his fists clenched, and let out a guttural scream of frustration.

The bartender's patience had worn thin, and Nop was once again shown the door. He stumbled back into the night, his world a chaotic blur of anger and despair. As he walked aimlessly, he couldn't escape the reality of his situation - he had lost Becky, and his attempts to win her back had only pushed her further away.

Nop's steps grew heavier as he trudged through the darkness, the weight of his actions and the pain of his heartbreak bearing down on him. In his moments of clarity, he realized the path he was on was leading nowhere but further into a cycle of self-destruction.

But breaking free from that cycle seemed like an insurmountable task, a daunting challenge that he wasn't sure he had the strength to face. And so, Nop wandered through the night, lost in a sea of turmoil and regret, his heartache echoing in the silence around him.

Becky's focused study session was interrupted by an unfamiliar ringing, her curiosity pushing her to answer the call. The voice on the other end immediately made her heart sink - it was Nop, the ex-boyfriend she had been trying to distance herself from. A mix of frustration and weariness colored her tone as she spoke.

"Hello?" she said cautiously, her irritation already starting to mount.

"Becky," Nop's voice was a blend of desperation and longing. "Please, just hear me out. I can't lose you like this."

Becky sighed audibly, her patience wearing thin. "Nop, we've been over this. It's done. We're done."

His voice trembled slightly, carrying the weight of his emotions. "I can change, I promise. I'll do anything to make things right. Just give me another chance."

Becky's exasperation grew as she listened to his pleas. She felt her temper flaring when he mentioned changing - as if the solution was that simple. "Nop, it's not about that. It's about me needing something different, something I can't find with you."

The conversation took a sharp turn as Nop's words slurred slightly. "Becky, I love you. I just... I just need you back."

Becky's annoyance skyrocketed. "Are you drunk right now?"

There was a brief pause on the other end before he admitted, "Yeah, maybe I've had a few drinks."

"Unbelievable," Becky muttered under her breath, pinching the bridge of her nose. She couldn't believe he would resort to calling her inebriated. "Nop, this isn't the way to handle things. You need to move on too."

A flash of anger crept into Nop's tone. "Is it because of Freen? Is she manipulating you? I know she's involved somehow."

Becky's patience snapped. "No, Nop. Freen has nothing to do with our breakup. This is about me and what I need. Stop trying to shift the blame onto someone else."

His voice turned accusing. "I know she's been trying to get close to you. You can't trust her."

Becky's frustration bubbled over. "That's it, Nop. You're crossing the line now. I don't want to hear from you again. I've moved on and I suggest you do the same. Leave me alone."

The line went silent for a moment before Nop's voice cracked, his desperation palpable. "Becky, please..."

Becky's tone was firm and resolute. "No, Nop. Goodbye."

With that, she ended the call and let out a heavy sigh, her annoyance still lingering. She knew Nop was struggling, but his actions were only pushing her further away. Her thoughts shifted to Freen, her steadfast support and understanding. She was thankful for the new connection she had found, one that was built on trust and mutual respect.

As she turned her attention back to her studies, she couldn't help but feel a sense of relief that she had chosen to move forward, leaving behind a relationship that was no longer healthy for her.

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