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When I woke up the next day, I felt a splitting headache.
Recalling what happened the night before, I felt so embarrassed and regretted it. I actually got myself drunk.
I was drunk and blacked out that I could not even remember how I got back to the dorm last night.
I turned on the alternate account on WhatsApp and saw Jonathan's voice message yesterday.
"Come to the private room. I really have something important to tell you."
Something important? Forget it. I went there yesterday, but he didn't know I was the girlfriend he dated online.
After I got drunk, I also did not know what he told me about.
Enduring my heartache, I copied the message I had long written down in the notes and sent it to him.
The message that asked for a breakup took me a few hours to complete after many edits and deletions.