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Felicia did want to keep Amos beside her, not as a lover but as an item of pleasure. Initially, she planned to act like she had forgiven him and then deal so wickedly with him before tossing his heart inside the trashcan.
Figuratively.
But now she couldn't hide how disdain she was anything he was around her. Nor how repulsed she felt for he made her skin crawl.
She knew not why it happened so fast, taking her unaware, her falling out of love with him.
Or maybe, it wasn't real love. For if it was, things wouldn't have quickly turned sour between them. Nor would the happy fragments of their lives spent together, gradually fade away.
"I don't get you, Felicia."
"Let's break up. I'm insincere and if you're being true to yourself, Amos, you don't love me."
"God, I do love you, Felic
