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    “There are some belongings I left at your ce. Now that we broke up, please send them to this address.”


    She included her current residence, knowing that at this hour, Nasir would be lost in the whirl of social engagements, his phone likely lying forgotten.


    A weary sigh escaped her lips as she settled back against the pillows, postponing her worries until tomorrow’s light.


    Dawn found her in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for two—a small gesture of domesticity in this strange new arrangement.


    Rnd shuffled in, the very picture of morning dishevelment. Sleep still clung to him like a hazy veil, his hair tousled, and pajama pants riding low enough to reveal his underwear. He seemed to have forgotten he no longer lived alone, yet somehow managed to make even this unkempt state look appealing.


    Amanda averted her gaze. “Breakfast is ready. The fridge is rather bare, but I’ll stock up after work tonight. Do you have any preferences?”


    Still caught in the web of sleep, Rnd slumped into a chair.


    “Mangoes,” he mumbled, barely conscious.


    “What about vegetables?”


    “Anything.”


    “Okay.”


    The door whispered shut behind Amanda as she departed.


    Rnd found himself staring at the sandwich before him, feeling as though he and Amanda were newlyweds.


    As Amanda waited for the elevator, her phone lit up with Nasir’s call. She let it ring into silence.


    Nasir’s persistence manifested in three more calls, prompting Amanda to block his number until her lunch break.


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    When she finally lifted the digital barrier, his messages cascaded through.


    “Amanda, we’ve built years together. Are you really willing to demolish everything we’ve created?”


    “Can you honestly say you want to end this?”


    “I won’t give up. Amanda, my love for you is real. Marry me, and I’ll spend my life making amends.”


    “Amanda, why make this so permanent? Get your things yourself. I couldn’t care less.”


    “Amanda, I miss you.”


    Thest message sent bile rising in her throat.


    His emotional whish was dizzying—one moment proposing marriage, the next disying cold indifference.


    Relief washed over her that she’d finally seen through Nasir’s fa?ade.


    His betrayal and duplicity no longer held power over her emotions.


    Her father was now the only one who upied her heart’s concerns.


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