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Three days left, you told me to meet you again at evening, this time, it would be only us two alone. I was waiting at your door to see your fiancé walk out, not giving me any attention. At this point, I wasn't even sure, If I hated him or if I was just jealous. Because he gets to marry you, the love of my life.

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