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Jeramaine's POV Oriana came over again, and again and again and honestly, having her come knocking on my door was actually killing me slowly. After sometimes, it gets tiring. It gets more painful until that day, it just felt numb to me. When she just stood there without saying anything, I have had enough of it. Without even realising it, I was already slamming the door right into her face. Just as the door closed, I was already regretting my actions but too scared and too egotistical to open the door again and see her crying face in front of me. I went over to the window just in case I would catch her leaving the apartment building but what pains me, pained her more because she was no where to be seen anymore. She had left and vanished. In that instant, I wanted so badly to run downstairs
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