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"I did it I signed the NDA"

He sobs uncontrollably. Replaceable. Too young to love. We are not meant to be.

Both cried

Eyes puffed and glossy. Cheeks rosy. Lips swollen. Hearts aching. Reeking of heartbreak. The pain engulfs the night. Thier stars ajoined mourning. Together. 'Not meant to be, what a joke.'

Not meant to be.

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