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Each day I waited for those words to leave your lips, but they never did.

You said how sexy, how pretty, how fucking hot I looked almost every day- but none of these made me as happy as those three exact words with only eight letters. I waited and waited but slowly I feared I'd have to wait until my very death.

One night I thought I would die. It was business time, I had to play with another customer. But, little did we know, he had a knife that we was daring to press against my neck.

Both of us weren't aware of that Chanyeol. And both of us weren't willing to get me out of this distress. I was willing to while you were engrossed in your conversation with the waitress of the bar we had met in. I almost died that night and even after I told you, you only commented one thing.

"Good thing you escaped."

How was I going to escape from my love for you?

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