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The snow fell in the dimly lit night of the park. John Marston watched as Abigail turned away from him, saying they couldn’t be together anymore.
John felt- somewhat broken. He never loved Abigail to much but he appreciated her deeply. Her leaving him for Sadie Adler, a woman who’s husband died months earlier, hurt him to the core.
He turned in the other direction as he stuffed his hands in his hoodie pockets. He got to his car, opened the door, sat in it, turned it on, and broke down sobbing.
He didn’t know what to do, sure everyone lived together in this house paid by a nice wealthy man who went by, Angelo Bronte, but that still means he had to share the room with her still until she moved into Sadie’s room.
He gripped the steering wheel of the car as he wiped his eyes. He placed his foot on the gas pedal and sped off to home.