“Yes, I used you.”
Would things have turned out differently if we hadn’t met that day?
On the day I wanted to die, it was a stranger who saved me.
Wanting to see you again, I endured a life that felt like h*ll.
When we met again by chance, as if it were fate, I fell in love with the man who had saved me.
But my love ended in betrayal.
My love saved him, but his destroyed me.
Only then did I realize that the man who spoke of love had never loved me.
It was your misfortune.
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