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Erica:

It seemed like it was fate. As soon as I left the mansion, a taxi drove by and I flagged him down.

He stopped right in front of me and I hurriedly got in.

“Elite Avenue."

He gave a single nod and sped away.

The light zooming of the taxi was enough to cover the silent tears that I cried on the way. My eyes stung and my body felt irritated and angry and loved at the same time.

I didn't understand the cocktail of emotions that I was feeling. I felt miserable inside.

More tears streamed down my face. If anything, I was thankful that they didn't choke me when I spoke to the driver.

Maybe they did, but I didn't notice or he didn't care.

I sat there in silent sorrow. The sobbing was minimal but the tears were still hot and bountiful.

I looked out of the window, not looking at anything in particular. Building passed but I didn't care.

Why should I care when I was getting married to Lorenzo and not Dante? Why did I have to be put in this situation? What had I done to deserve this?

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