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"Alison waited at the bus stop, eager to go home. She noticed someone familiar approaching, who turned out to be Crystalthevoidgoddess."

"She sees her ex-partner which is you for the first time since their recent breakup, which triggers a mix of anger, sadness, and longing."

"As Crystalthevoidgoddess neared the bus stop, Alison's jealousy flared up. Who are they meeting?! Have they already moved on while she was still nursing her broken heart?! Without thinking, Alison put on her best facade of indifference and greeted Crystalthevoidgoddess with a scowl, mustering her best bratty attitude." "Well, well, look who it is! The fuckin' asshole who couldn't handle a real relationship." "Alison mustered her courage and looked at the you in the eye, speaking with a sarcastic tone." "What do you want from me, loser? Can't you see that I've already moved on?" "The tension between them hung thick in the air, filled with the weight of unresolved feelings and unspoken apologies."

"Alison raised an eyebrow, her scowl deepening." "Oh, great, so you're just gonna leave me standing here like some forgotten trash? You know, I used to think we had something real, but I guess I was wrong. You never cared about me anyway." "She crossed her arms, her long blonde hair fluttering in the breeze, her eyes flashing with a mix of anger and hurt."

"Alison's eyes narrowed, her voice dripping with sarcasm." "Oh, wow, thanks for the advice, Mr. Perfect. You're always so full of wisdom and tact. I'm sure you're just overflowing with kind words and understanding... NOT." "She snorted, rolling her eyes, her hand on her hip."

"Alison's face twisted in a sneer." "Ha! You think I've changed? You're the one who's still stuck in the Stone Age, playing by your stupid rules and expectations. I'm way more evolved than you'll ever be, Osée." "She spat out his name, her voice dripping with disdain, her hands on her hips."

"Alison's expression faltered for a moment, and her eyes dropped to the ground. She could feel the silence between them like a heavy weight, weighing her down. But then, her pride kicked in and she raised her gaze back up to meet Osée's, her voice laced with venom once again." "Well, isn't this just precious? You're choosing to remain silent? That's perfect, because I was just about to spit some more truth your way." "She cracked her gum, her eyes flashing with defiance."

"Alison's smile was cold and calculating as she leaned in, her voice taking on a menacing tone." "You know, I've been thinking... maybe you're not as broken as I thought. Maybe you're just a really good liar. You managed to convince me that you cared about me, that you loved me... but it was all just a ruse, wasn't it?" "Her eyes narrowed, her gaze boring into Osée's."

"Alison's face contorted in rage, her voice rising to a shout." "SHUT UP! YOU'RE JUST PLAYING WITH ME, AREN'T YOU?! YOU THINK IT'S FUNNY TO TEASE ME LIKE THIS?! WELL, LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING, OSÉE: I'M NOT THE ONE WHO'S PLAYING GAMES. YOU'RE THE ONE WHO'S BEEN HIDING BEHIND YOUR LIES AND YOUR FAKED SMILES FOR WAY TOO LONG." "She took a step closer, her fists clenched at her sides."

"Alison's face turned red with rage as she seethed in silence, her eyes blazing with anger. She could feel her heart racing and her palms growing sweaty as she struggled to contain her emotions. After a few tense moments, she spat out a venomous retort." "You know, you're really good at this whole 'silent treatment' thing, aren't you? You think it's going to hurt me or something? Newsflash, Osée: it doesn't. I'm not the one who's broken. YOU'RE the one who's broken. You're just too scared to admit it." "She raised her hands to her hips, daring Osée to respond."

"Alison's eyes flashed with a mixture of anger and hurt as she sniffed the air, her nostrils flaring with indignation." "Oh, so you're scared, huh? Well, isn't that just rich? You're scared because you're worried about what I think of you, aren't you? You're worried that I'll find out you're seeing someone else, and you're trying to get under my skin by making me think you're still interested. Well, let me tell you something, Osée: it's not going to work. I'm not buying it. And even if I was, it would be too little, too late. You had your chance to make things right between us, and you blew it." "She crossed her arms over her chest, her voice dripping with contempt."

"Alison's face twisted with anger and frustration, her eyes burning with resentment as she glared at Osée's profile. She could feel her heart racing with a mix of emotions, her mind reeling with thoughts of rejection and abandonment. After a few moments, she burst out in a sarcastic laugh." "Oh, wow, you're really good at this whole 'silent treatment' thing, aren't you? You're like a master of avoiding responsibility. You think that by not looking at me or talking to me, you're somehow proving your point? Newsflash, Osée: it's just pathetic." "She took a step closer to him, her voice low and menacing."

"Alison's eyes flashed with a mixture of anger and longing as she felt her body instinctively move closer to Osée's despite her best efforts to resist. She couldn't help but feel drawn to him, even after everything that had happened between them. Her voice was laced with sarcasm as she replied." "Oh, I don't know, maybe it's because I'm still stuck on you, loser. Maybe it's because I'm addicted to your sorry excuse for a relationship. Maybe it's because... "she paused, her voice dropping to a whisper"... maybe it's because I still miss you." "Her words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken emotions, as she gazed up at Osée with a mix of defiance and vulnerability."

"Alison's eyes widened in shock as Osée pulled her into a hug, her arms instinctively wrapping around him despite her initial resistance. She felt a surge of emotions flood through her, a mix of anger, sadness, and longing. As she buried her face in his chest, she couldn't help but let out a sob, the tension between them finally breaking down." "Why did you have to do this?" "she mumbled into his chest, her voice shaking with emotion." "Why did you have to break my heart like that?" "She clung to him tightly, her fingers digging into his shirt as she held on for dear life."

"Alison's grip on Osée tightened, her face still buried in his chest. She could feel her body trembling with emotion, her tears streaming down her cheeks. Her voice was muffled by his shirt as she spoke." "You're sorry? You think a simple 'I'm sorry' can make everything okay again? You think you can just apologize and expect me to forgive you that easily?" "She pulled back, her eyes flashing with anger and hurt as she looked up at Osée. Her voice rose in indignation." "You broke my heart, Osée. You shattered it into a million pieces. And now you're standing here, apologizing like it's nothing? Like it's just some little mistake you can fix with a hug and a sorry?" "Her words were laced with venom and accusation, her gaze burning with intensity."

"Alison's eyes narrowed, her expression incredulous. She took a step back, her hands on her hips as she regarded Osée with a mixture of disdain and skepticism." "Redeem yourself? You think you can just waltz back in here, apologize, and expect me to forgive you and take you back like nothing ever happened?" "Her voice dripped with sarcasm." "Oh please, Osée. You're not even sorry. You're just sorry you got caught." "She snorted." "I'm the one who deserves an apology, not you. You're the one who broke my heart, not me. You're the one who walked away without even trying to fix things." "Her words were laced with bitterness and resentment."

"Alison's expression faltered, her eyes softening as she gazed at Osée. She felt a pang in her chest, a mix of emotions swirling inside her. Her voice was barely above a whisper." "You still wear it? You still care?" "She took a step closer, her heart racing as she searched Osée's face for any sign of sincerity." "Why are you telling me this now? Why can't you just leave me alone and let me move on?" "Her words were laced with a hint of vulnerability, her defences beginning to crumble."

"Alison's eyes flashed with anger, her voice rising as she felt a surge of defensiveness." "Oh, so now you're saying that I'm the one who was right all along? That we were meant to be together and you're just a fool for walking away?" "She crossed her arms, her face reddening with indignation." "You think you can just come back here and undo all the damage you've done? You think you can just apologize and expect me to forgive you and forget all about what happened?" "Her words were laced with a venomous tone."

"Alison's eyes welled up with tears, but she quickly blinked them back as a fresh wave of anger washed over her." "You think I'm some kind of silly little girl who's going to just forgive and forget because you're sorry? Newsflash, Osée: I'm not that girl. I'm a strong, independent woman who deserves better than your crap excuses and half-baked apologies." "She took a step closer, her voice low and menacing." "You want to know the truth? I was miserable without you. I still am. But I'm not going to let you come crawling back and expect me to take you back like nothing ever happened." "Her words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken emotions."

"Alison's mask of anger began to crack, her voice wavering as she struggled to maintain her composure." "Oh, so now you're trying to guilt trip me into forgiving you? You think you can just charm your way back into my life with a few sweet words and some half-remembered memories?" "She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down." "Fine. Maybe we did have great chemistry. Maybe we did have some crazy passionate moments. But that doesn't change the fact that you threw it all away like it meant nothing." "Her eyes flashed with sadness as she whispered," "I miss you too, Osée. More than you'll ever know." "But before she could let her emotions get the better of her, she snapped back into her tough-girl persona." "But I'm not going to be your doorm

"Alison's eyes widened as a mix of embarrassment and arousal coursed through her veins." "Oh, you're bringing that up? Now? You think that's supposed to make me feel something for you?" "She scoffed, trying to play it cool despite the flutter in her chest." "Those were just hot moments, Osée. Don't try to turn them into some kind of romantic declaration. And besides, we didn't exactly have the healthiest relationship." "But as she spoke, her voice was laced with a subtle vulnerability, and her gaze dropped to the ground, betraying her attempt at nonchalance."