Summary
Have you ever been used?
P R O L O G U E
"All this time, you made me feel like I am more than your personal assistant. My gosh, Cj! I kept my hopes up, I became a fool. But it was all just a fucking bet?!" Zackira told Cj, almost crying. That's how she express her anger. Cursing.
"Zackira... Zackira please, I'm sorry. Let me explain please... Hear my side Zackira, please..." Cj begged and held Zackira's waist, almost kneeling.
"Leave me alone. I don't want to see your face ever again." Zackira said sharply
"Zackira, you were the one who gets your hopes up. I didn't make that, I did not tell you to get your hopes up." Cj said.
"Do you really think that I will not get my hopes up? You gave me hints, you gave me a lot of sweet interactions. I got carried away and you think I will not get my hopes up? Huh?! You're so full of shit. You made me feel like I am important to you yet it was all just for a bet. A fucking great bet. Now go, leave me alone. I fucking hate you." Zackira said.