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Angry Bubble

Andrew

Seeing Anne today sent my mood to the deep ends. The worst part was, she was in tears. My heart shattered a thousand pieces…again.

Why seeing and touching Anne sent me to my current destination was beyond me. I guess, the last time I went there after a bad encounter with Anne, I found solace. I could breathe better. It wasn’t the drinking at the bar that helped, neither was the fighting afterward. The euphoric effect of those things were very brief. But the lady, that made being naked look like a dangerous thing, helped me. That tiny four eyes, whose knowledge of taekwondo almost dislocated my shoulders, imprinted her touch in my mind’s eye.

But there was a clause. Since the last time we met, I haven’t heard from her. I tried calling her new number several times, but it went straight to voicemail. I dropped messages in the stupid voicemail box, yet no response from her.

It bothered me. Especially when I had a clue why she went AWOL on me. It was because of the messages Fiona
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