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"I don't care. I just want you to be mine—-"

Mr. Mine stiffens in his seat.

"And I want you to make me yours."

I say the words like it's my utmost plea, and I do so because I mean it.

I say it because I wantthis.

Because I wanthim..

I wanteverythingwith him, but when Mr. Mine suddenly jerks to his feet, I suddenly feel like I've pushed him too hard—-

"You should just forget about me."

And now everything's about to fall apart.

"Wait—-"

But he's already turned away, and I start to panic.

"Wait, please—-"

But he doesn't even look back as he walks away, and I run after him without hesitation.

"Did I say something wrong?"

I plant myself in front of him to block his way to the doors.

"Did I do anything—-"

"It's not you," Mr. Mine says grimly. "You did nothing wrong. It's all me."

A choked laugh escapes me even as my heart squeezes at his words. "You do know that's a breakup line, right?"

All I want is for him to smile, but all he does is stare at me like I really am a star that he can't ever hold on to.

"Perhaps in another life..."

Why does he keep pushing me away when we both know he wants me just as much as I want him?

"If we were to meet in another life, it would have been my pleasure to let you eat me."

Chapter Three

Acheron:She's here again.

Acheron:Yeah, she's back again today.

Acheron:She finally asked our staff about you.

Acheron:Staff says her eyes are puffy.

Acheron:Will you just fucking come and see her for yourself?

IS THIS YOUR WAY OFtelling me karma fucking bites, God?

I bet it fucking is.

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