She was berating herself inwardly, feeling small and lost.

James sensed her distress and softened his tone, urging her, "Don't come to places like this alone anymore."

Esther found his tone oddly familiar, reminiscent of the James she used to know. Why was he suddenly being so gentle?

In that moment, something changed for Esther. It felt like they were transported back to a time when they were together, when James still loved her.

"Don't tell me what to do," she retorted, pushing him away as she attempted to rise. But her footing faltered, and she nearly fell if James hadn't caught her in time.

"Don't touch me, James. We're nothing to each other now. I don't need your kindness. I hate you. I hate you with every fiber of my being..." Esther squatted on the floor and burst out crying.

so loud that James felt bad.

else would let you toy with their feelings like this? If I hadn't been blinded by love, I would've ditched

slurred from intoxication, James understood her sentiment all too

couldn't help but ask, "Were you like this when you

as he remembered the girl he had a

aren't you?" It was a rare

he had to admit it

froze, watching Esther squatting on the floor, and took a deep breath. "Alright,

don't accept your apology," Esther declared as she struggled to stand, using the nearby decor for support. Nausea threatened to overwhelm her, her vision blurred by tears. "I told

to move on, but now he was suddenly nice

wanted to explain himself, but seeing

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