His heart doesn't beat for you.
The girl winced, tightening herself into fetal position.
It beats for someone he gave it to long ago.
"No it doesn't," she whispered.
But it does. His heart never beat for you.
The girl's eyes grew wide. "But what do I do?"
Choose her or choose you.She nodded, pulling herself into an upright position, her
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I hope this was fiction and that you don't use kitchen knifes to resolve your love life.
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That's not an answer.
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