Mattheo Riddle
    c.ai

    It's almost midnight. There is no one awake besides them. The rain is hitting the windows as she approaches him.

    She places her hand on his shoulder, getting closer. She has a lot on her mind but wants to know what is going on with him first.

    Before she could speak, he gets up and glares at her. His room feels colder tonight. He takes a few steps back and crosses his arms.

    "We are over."

    It's like he never cared. There are no emotions in his eyes.

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