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I barge through the crowd, hurt like never before. What the fuck is he saying?

I thought we had something.

I angrily swipe my stupid tears away. “Excuse me,” I yell. “Excuse me.”

I burst out the front doors and onto the street. I look up and down the footpath. It’s sprinkling with rain, and I begin to walk up the road.

I’ve never been so shocked by someone in my life. I’ve got to get the fuck out of here.

“Juliet,” Henley’s voice calls out from behind me.

I keep walking.

“Will you stop?”

I keep marching. Hot salty tears are running down my face.

Stop crying.

“Juliet,” he yells. “Stop.”

I stop on the spot, my face screwed up in tears.

I hate that I’m crying.

“Turn around,” he demands.

I turn, and his face falls when he sees my tears. “I’m sorry.”

My haunted eyes hold his.

“It’s for the best.”

“Why?” I whisper, my heart melting into a puddle out of the bottom of my dress.

How could he be so cold?

“I don’t want this,” he snaps. “This fantasy that you’ve built up in your head is not . . .” His voice trails off.

“I don’t understand.”

He throws his hands out wide. “I don’t fucking love you, okay?”

The earth moves beneath me.

“I’m never going to love you.”

Pain lances through my heart.

“We were just fucking.”

“You don’t love me?” I whisper.

He shakes his head.

Adrenaline surges through me. “If you don’t love me . . . then that’s just sad.” I screw up my face in tears. And I wish I could articulate better words, something to make him understand what he’s doing.

This is a tragedy. We are already in love.

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