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"I'm sorry." He whispered as his man opened the car's door.

We were on the back seat, my head on his lap, "I'm really sorry." His eyes reddened with tears slowly falling to my face.

I held his cheeks and stared at him for a long time. He cried because of me.

I didn't know what to do with this man, but he always had his way to win my heart all over again. Not just that