-What?
-What you are listening.
-You're lying!
-I'm not.
-You can't... You haven't done that!
-I have.
He was looking tired, dressed up with one colour, ORANGE. The prision was making him die. She looked at him while she fell inside.
-Tell me the truth John.
-I have killed him. I couldn't see him kissing you. MY LIPS!
-Forget me. -she said with tears in her eyes- You're nothing to me.
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