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CHAPTER 51
PIERRE'S POV /And even though {Even though} love has been kind to me Never did I dream I would find me a girl (Find me, find me, find me a girl like you)/ /Baby A girl like you/ Without saying a word, I wrapped my arms around her, letting her head rest on my chest so she could cry. I am not numb to not feeling what Zaira really feels right now. I'm not blind either to not seeing what she does that hurts me. I know everything. I know she left that night and went to the orphanage to be with Kevin. I also know what happened that night. I was there and I heard everything. And that broke my heart into pieces, crashed my world like how glass gets broken when it falls on the floor. [FLASHBACK] I opened my eyes as soon as I heard her footsteps leaving my room. This has already happened s
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