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Emma walked as fast as she could away from Eric. The tears had started dropping, she couldn't hold it in anymore and it hurt her. Her chest felt like it was being punctured by a sharp needle and she couldn't breath.

She was trying but as she cried, it got worse. She didn't know you could feel your heart broken physically and emotionally. She wondered how Eric was feeling, how she had made him feel. She was the cause of all this and there was no way to mend it.

Everything she said to Eric, she didn't mean but she meant what she said about Fairytales and Happily ever after, they weren't real to her anymore. They were as fictional and as unreal as Cinderella and her slippers.

She got into the cab that she had ordered. She sobbed all the way till she got home. The cab driver had tried severally to console her and ask what was happening but she couldn't even answer and had just kept crying.

Emma got home few minutes after, she hurried into her room, locking the door from behind. She burie