Hermione took a deep breath of fresh air. At twenty years old she had thought her life was perfect. She had been engaged to Ron Weasley for a little over two years and dated for only a few months before that. But Ron refused to set a date for the wedding and he was so involved in quidditch he barely looked at her anymore. She knew what she had to do. When Ron got home she sat him down and spilled her heart out. He sat stiff and blank faced as she told him that it was over between them. No reaction at all. She packed up and left that very night. And life went on. She still saw him and they were still friends. It was better this way she told herself.
Hey everyone I know its short as hell but its almost exactly what happened with me today. Anyway thank you
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