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"I wish to hate you so much! I-I wish to yell at you for all the promises you made and for the promises you broke. I wish to blame you, but I can't."

I held the hem of my dress tightly, shaking my head.

"I can't because it's all on me..."

I can't do anything to change what was done, to take it all back and return to what it was like before. It hurts to think about what could have been, and maybe it hurts him too.

He sounds painful too.

"I'm so sorry, Aneeka..."

"It's too late to say sorry, Mason. Too late..."

It is useless.

"W-Why did you leave me?" My voice broke along what was left with the rest of me.

I'm drained of all I have, there's nothing I could give him anymore.

Tiredness.

It seems that's the only feeling that's left. The hurt is gone, and so is the ache. Tiredness for all the things I kept locked inside of me, never admitting defeat. If I opened the lock, will all of it disappear? If that's the case, would there still be left for me?

I don't know.

We both just continued to cry with our heads bowed down, refusing to meet the gaze of each other. Cowards, that's who we are.

However, the next thing I heard from him was not an apology. It wasn't filled with regret or desperation, just resignation.

It brought back all the hurt that I thought was gone. But I wasn't hurting for me, I was hurting for him.

"I am dying..."