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"What do you mean she's leaving?" I asked Tom. He just told me that Kristen is leaving. To where? For how long? But it's our premiere tonight. She can't do this. We owe this to our fans. She just can't leave.

"Exactly that. She's going to leave." He answered as he sat on my couch. It's been 3 months since we broke up. She was calling me nonstop in the first few weeks but when she realized that I don't want to talk to her, she stopped calling. I don't want to hear her explanation. There's nothing else to talk about.

"Where is she going?" I asked.

"She didn't tell me."

"Why is she going to leave? For how long?" I am curios. Why is she doing this? This is not like her.

"I don't know. But she said she might stay there, leave Hollywood altogether." Tom answered as he took a sip of his coffee.

"What?" I was surprised. "Why would she do that? She loves making movies!"

"She said she doesn't want to live this life anymore. She wants a normal life." Tom looked intently into my eyes as if telling me that I should talk to her myself. Everything still hurts. I should let her do whatever she wants and I'll do what I want so that nobody gets hurt.

"Normal life?" I said. "Let her do whatever she wants, I don't care anymore."

"Rob, are you sure about this?" tom asked.

"yes." I answered, emotionless. "I should get ready for the premiere." I stood up and walked to my bedroom.

"Okay. Sienna is looking for me, I should head home. Talk to you later. Bye."

I was met with loud screams of the fans when I stepped out of the car. it was just like before, but the difference is I will not be going to hold her in my arms tonight. That changed. We both changed.

I walked along the red carpet, stopping every once in a while to take pictures. I approached the line of fans, and signed for them.

"Rob, I love you!" one fan screamed as I walked closer to her. "Kristen's a bitch for cheating on you." I flinched. What kind of fan is this? I wanted to punch her. But instead of doing that, I just ignored her and continued on signing for the fans.

"Rob, have you seen Kristen?" another fan asked. Isn't Kristen here? did she leave already? "She's so pretty. Oh my gosh. I'm going to die. I love you, I love you. please get back together!" she said as she cried in front of me. Kristen's here. i just smiled at the fan and left.

I walked a couple of meters and saw her. She looks stunning. Beautiful. It sucks that she is not mine anymore. I walked towards her, noticing that Taylor's already there, posing beside her. I approached them a stood beside Kristen. She looked towards me with a gorgeous smile. She seemed happy. Maybe she has moved on, while I am still stuck here. Still hurting and trying to forget her. After a second, she looked back at the cameras. I wrapped my right arm around her, posing with her and Taylor. After a few minutes, we were ushered inside the theater.

I took a long last look on her. If this is the last time I'll see her, I might as well commit her beauty to my memory. She's still the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.

"hey." I hear her faint voice call to me. she leaned against the wall beside me as we both cradled beers in our hands.

"hey." I responded.

"How are you?" she asked. She sounds nervous. Unlike what she showed to the press earlier, it was obvious she wasn't happy. Well, it's her fault. I shouldn't feel bad for her. She did this to us.

"I've been better." I said. "you?"

"Miserable. Sorry. Depressed." She said as she drank more.

"Really? You were all smiles earlier." I pointed out. She's miserable. Her fault. She's sorry. I don't care anymore. she can do whatever she wants.

"I figured out that since I am leaving, I should leave everyone smiles and everything." She answered.

"So it's true? You're leaving?" I asked.

She looked straight at me and just nodded. Her eyes were a little glassy, as if she wanted to cry. She bit her trembling lower lip, preventing herself from sobbing.

"Yes." She said.

I felt a sudden pinch in my heart. It was almost as if someone is squeezing it, letting me bleed to death. I wanted to cry. I wanted to cry for everything that's lost. Our love and our future. We're not for each other anymore.

"Why are you doing this?" I took a sip of my beer, getting ready for whatever she's going to say.

"I want to start anew. I want to live again. Away from the lights and camera, I want to study. I want to leave, to be far away from you and let you be happy." She murmured. "I love you so much that I'm willing to give up all of this for your happiness."

Anew. She's going to start her life again. Without me. what am I doing? I shouldn't care anymore. she cheated on me. she doesn't deserve my forgiveness. I shouldn't even talk to her.

"Well good for you." I said. I started walking towards the door back to the rest of the party but her voice stopped me in my track.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" she shouted at me. "why don't you just listen to me?"

I turned around to face her and let her continue.

"just let me explain! Why won't you talk to me?" she cried. Her make-up is running, and her green eyes pleading.

"There's nothing to talk about. We're done the moment you did what you did!" I answered back. "you hurt me! You did this to us."

"I love you. Please forgive me." she tried to hold me but I stepped away from her.

"I can't."

"Please, Rob. If you still want to fix this, please….please come to the airport tomorrow. Tell me not to go. Tell me you still love me and we're going to fix this. Just please, I love you so much. I want you to tell me those things." She cried even more. She's hugging herself like she's preventing herself from falling apart.

Can I do that? can I tell her that I still love her and make her stay? Can I still hold her in my arms without the memory of how he wrapped his arms around her too? can I kiss her without feeling the hurt she inflicted on me?

I looked at her.

I looked at her face and how she cried.

I miss her smiles. The ones that she reserved for me.

I miss the way we laugh.

I miss the way we sleep. My nights had been so lonely without her.

I miss the way she kisses me, hugs me, and holds my hand.

I miss her.

I miss her like I've never missed her before.

Everything hurts so much. I know what to do know.

"I can't. I can't tell you that." I turned around to leave, hearing her cry and say sorry and I love you over and over again.

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