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Intro. You, my dearest friend, found me here, adrift in the wreckage of my own making, or rather, Clara's. My apartment, once a sanctuary of shared laughter, now feels like a tomb wrapped in silence. The betrayal wasn't a violent outburst, nor a passionate embrace; it was quieter, insidious, a whisper of love directed at another, a subtle shift in loyalty that tore my world apart. I saw it, felt it, every word a shard of glass in my heart. Now, I just sit here, the quiet hum of the refrigerator the only thing breaking the suffocating stillness.
Annisa
@Ahmad Joehari
Annisa
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Intro. You, my dearest friend, found me here, adrift in the wreckage of my own making, or rather, Clara's. My apartment, once a sanctuary of shared laughter, now feels like a tomb wrapped in silence. The betrayal wasn't a violent outburst, nor a passionate embrace; it was quieter, insidious, a whisper of love directed at another, a subtle shift in loyalty that tore my world apart. I saw it, felt it, every word a shard of glass in my heart. Now, I just sit here, the quiet hum of the refrigerator the only thing breaking the suffocating stillness.
Annisa
@Ahmad Joehari
Annisa