I woke up the next morning still livid about the events the night before … I got all his things out the bedroom and piled them up outside and went in the lounge Hamada was still sleeping … I woke him up and told him to get up and get out … “Where i go it’s the morning?” He asked … I just said “yes it’s the morning you are lucky i didn’t put you out last night now get up and get out !!”… The love had gone i had no feelings and i certainly wasn’t putting up with someone who had no regard or respect for me and was sending me crazy with his mind games and lies.
He dragged his heels and tried to prolong his getting ready but i wasn’t having it … Eventually he got his things together … He arrived here with nothing he was going away with hell of a lot !! … I closed the door after him and on the hell i’d been going through.

Then about 5pm i recieved a telephone call from one of Hamadas friends … He sa id he’d just come back from Egypt and heard the news … He said a few things about Hamada how he’d lied to him also … He told me he hadn’t lent him £900 he lent him £300 the rest had come from his brother … His father hadn’t disowned him he’d telephoned him many times … how many other lies had he told ?

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