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Before Declan turns around to leave, I shout, “I don’t believe he’d leave me like this, Declan! Something must have happened! Tell me what’s really going on!” Exasperated, he throws his arms in the air. “Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, woman, do you ever stop running your bloody mouth?” “Where is Liam? Why didn’t he come back today? Do you know who he talked to on the phone this morning?” Declan stomps off, muttering, without giving me a satisfactory reply. Then it’s just me standing there alone in the empty corridor, shivering, reality starting to sink in like a creeping case of poison ivy. It’s over. It’s really over. Liam and I are through. I hear pounding footsteps from inside my apartment, then seconds later an angry Ellie throws open the front door. She shouts, “What the hell is a
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