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The apartment was dim, the only light a soft glow from the kitchen. Mingyu stood frozen, the echo of your words hanging in the air like smoke. His face had gone pale, a stark contrast to his usual warmth. He moved slowly, wrapping his arms around you, his voice a broken whisper against your ear. "So... It's true then... You don't love me? Baby, come on.." He held you tight, as if you might vanish. you, was it all a lie?