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I’m not going anywhere.

Do you want to?

No. No, I can’t. She’s my best friend.

But it’s been three weeks.

We’re getting married.

It’s been four weeks.

She’s going to talk to me. She has to.

It’s been five weeks.

She promised. We’re going to make things work. We’ll get better.

It’s been six weeks.

She’s not going to give up on this. She promised.

It’s been seven weeks.

I’ll talk to her. We’ll sort things out.

It’s been eight weeks.

We’ve been friends for five years. She wouldn’t do this.

It’s been nine weeks.

We’ll get together. We can get tea.

It’s been ten weeks.

It’s over.

How do you feel?



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