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𝙉𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧

Y/n laid in the bed moving around slightly. Her eyes opened to see shirtless Mattia. She smiled looking at the boy in front of her. He slightly drooled making her gently laugh.

Next to her was a desk. She noticed her phone was on it. She looked at Mattia making sure he wasn't watching.

Getting out of bed slowly she walked to the bathroom with her phone in her hand.

"Mar" she said remembering

She pressed the contact waiting for the phone to ring.

It rang for a few times until he finally picked up

"Hey mar"she said happily

"Y/n where are you?"

"Uh"

"Tell me where the fuck are you?"

"I'm with-"

"Mattia aren't you"

"What no I'm-"

"Don't even y/n. Alessya came to tell me that you helped him escaped."

"I'm sorry mar"

"Why did you do it"

"Because I love him" she whispered the last part hoping he didn't hear Her

"You have gone crazy"

"Mar-"

"All these years. And you leave just like that? Over a guy? He doesn't even love you!"

"Yes he does mar he said he does"

"Just because he says it doesn't mean he means it"

"But mar-"

"Stop y/n. Don't call me. Don't even try to reach out to me anymore. You're dead to me"

"Mar please don't"

"Goodbye y/n"

"Mar!"

The phone hung up. Her body shaking and tears in her eyes, she tried calling him again. Only for it to go to voicemail. She was blocked. On everything.

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