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CHAPTER FIFTY

Anika's P.O.V

With a groan, I surveyed the cup, realizing just one scoop of ice cream remained. I devoured that final spoonful and placed the cup on the floor, along with the remnants of the other junk I'd consumed.

My comfort food had run out, and I had nothing left to stave off my tears.

"I can't stand you, Jordan," I muttered to myself.

"Why won't you ever listen? Have I hurt you so deeply? I was planning to apologize, even though I knew it wouldn't be enough. Why won't you just give me a chance to explain?" I spoke to myself, my voice laced with emotion as my eyes welled up in tears.

The pain was immense. He wasn't the sole sufferer; he needed to grasp that.

I had been willing to kneel and plead for his forgiveness. I needed that apology more than he could comprehend, but he drove me away. He ordered me to leave, not even entertaining my words.

How evil has he turned out to be? He wasn't the Kelvin I knew.

"I despise you, Kelvin, I hate you so much and I never want to see
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