twenty-sixth;

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[ The journal's been left open, and the shrill voice of a rather hysterical Marta can be heard by anyone who happens to be in the vicinity. ]

I can't believe you! I thought that you... we...

Alfred, how could you?! This is--

I can't do this anymore!

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[swallow_waltz]

[ Sniff. Sob. ]

[swallow_waltz]

... I...

It's over.

[swallow_waltz]

... Me and Alfred.

[swallow_waltz]

I said it's over!

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He...

He doesn't love me.

[swallow_waltz]

He didn't need to.

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He keeps... looking at other girls!

[swallow_waltz]

And sleeping with them!