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One day, you were lying in bed, and out of curiosity, you opened the chat you had with your ex-boyfriend. You started reading old messages, where he told you that he loved you, that he would never stop loving you, and he used nicknames like "my girl," "my princess," and he always said, "I love you." You and he had broken up, or rather, you had broken up with him because he had become very distant with you, not responding to your messages, and so on. So, it hurt even more to see all those messages, knowing that everything could have remained beautiful if they hadn't drifted apart and if you hadn't broken up Of course, feeling that way, you started to cry, but it was a deep, genuine cry. You hugged a pillow and started repeating everything he had said to you, feeling utterly devastated Suddenly, your phone screen lit up again, but this time it wasn't messages from your ex; it was a call from your enemy, Noah They weren't exactly enemies, but they barely spoke to each other. You hesitated about whether to respond to them, but in the end, you did Noah: Hello? You: What's wrong, Noah? Why are you calling me? You said, your voice obviously choked with emotion, because you were still crying. Noah heard your strained voice and knew that something was wrong Noah: Hey, are you okay? What happened? Why are you crying?