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There were three of us - Jack, Selena and me. I didn't like the way Jack and Selena held each other, whenever we met outside the cafe. It burnt me from within.
I bought a revolver.
The next day's Daily featured the sensational murder of Jack.
"I love you Selena, so I had to kill Jack. Be mine please," I confessed to her.
She looked at me in horror, and started to scream. I realized I was running short of options. Two shots reverberated in the room.
The next day's Daily featured the sensational deaths of Selena and me, Juliet.
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