His "True Love" Was Fake... So Was My Corpse, Sucker! - Chapter 51: Chapter 51
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I retrieved my ID from Elon’s trembling hand, covering my nose as I watched the medics carry him away.
He clung to me, whispering my name, but I felt nothing—only disgust.
His love was suffocating, selfish.
I craved freedom, not his desperate, hollow affection.
"Elon, I wish you a long life," I said, tying the red cloth from the temple around his wrist—a cold, final gesture.
I meant it, knowing that without me, his life would be a curse, a prison of regret and pain until he could bear it no more.
I’ll walk away, through rain and falls, and never look back.
Not a shred of love will I spare for him.
He clung to me, whispering my name, but I felt nothing—only disgust.
His love was suffocating, selfish.
I craved freedom, not his desperate, hollow affection.
"Elon, I wish you a long life," I said, tying the red cloth from the temple around his wrist—a cold, final gesture.
I meant it, knowing that without me, his life would be a curse, a prison of regret and pain until he could bear it no more.
I’ll walk away, through rain and falls, and never look back.
Not a shred of love will I spare for him.
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