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He looked at her expectantly. She didn't say anything and walked away.
'-That's it? You don't have anything to say? Not even goodbye?'
She turned to face him, irritated. She has never been good with words. He was leaving her, what could she do? His choice, not hers.
'- I always knew you were a cold bitch, that's why I'm leaving you.'' He spat.
'-You're wrong. I love you but if you love someone, you set them free. I am setting you free.'
He sneered, never noticing the two heavies by the open door, with thick iron bars.

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