
"I'm sorry. I have to go now. Don't look for me."
I tried to hold on to my feelings but my tears were welling up and I did not realize that its already falling unchecked on my face. With voice and body shaking from exhaustion, I cut short my call to Peter. Turning the phone off so that he cannot call me back, I slowly moved around and prepared to go away for good.
Peter is... was my best friend from high school. When I lost my parents he was the only one left, my closest and dearest friend that I can share my life with. I loved him with all my heart but I have to let him go. I am becoming a liability to him, a threat that I cannot control.
To be continued...
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