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∽ m i r a c l e ' s p e r s p e c t i v e ∽ "You're . . ." I utter in a silent whisper, "breaking up with me?" "Yes," Chance answers without any hesitations. "Bullshit." I sputter while coldly staring at him. My eyes has gotten open widely. "Why the hell you're declaring a break-up?" "Nothing. Let's just end this nonsense relationship." He simply says and turns around. "Is that all? Unbelievable." I scoff as I chuckle. Silently gritting my teeth, I inhale a huge amount of air inside of me. Magically, it is hard for me to breathe. "A break-up without any reasons? What a load full of craps, Chance." "Don't pretend as if you do not know everything." "I do not know everything." I say. "Heh, really?" I see Chance moves his head sideways with a smirk. "Of course, what should I expect? A
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