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I have a chance.

I saw him with his Eliza today.

They were fighting in front of the coffee shop by our workplace, and I caught a bit of their conversation.

"How could you, Alexander?"

"You don't understand, my dearest Eliza. He... He doesn't mean anything to me anymore."

Who... who is he?

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